Paradigms

You there

Buddy can you spare a dime?

You in the suit

In the French suit

From Woolworth's

Grab yourself right over here and show me a good time

Oh you can see the light

for ten centavos

You can transcend your harsh metaphysical reality

while you climb

for a dime, for dime, for a dime

Hey you, "mother theresa"

Don't you give me that

holierthanroller face

Sad faces don't get you anything

but a Nobel prize

Give me a dime

and beat it

Oh you can be so kind

for a lousy dime

Patent leather faces rushing

that are frozen in dreams

that are closed into a scene

You can be Albert Schweitzer or Florence Nightingale

Philanthropist for a day

for an eternal second

You'd like that wouldn't you?

You can put yourself on a pedestal while you climb so high

Buddy, can you spare you spare a dime?

Can you a pair of dimes?

Can you spare a paradigm?

Give me your gold, you're tired -- I'M HUNGRY!

Holy faces

Sturdy railings

Truth is our foundation

is crumbling into

Dust the banners

Wave all the china at the well-bred races

Shine like aluminum in children's faces

Bank your indulgences and keep up paces

Paint a hero

Oil a scene

There is nothing better than past

to define a futuristic reason for your completing

wardrobes, theses, passion

Searching for pullers of knives in rocks

Power

Shallow water

New meanings

Old refrains

And lives sway

like the wheat in the fields when it rains

Despues de una discusion aestetica de los colores de las cortinas royales,

todos los progresistas del pais pronunciaron su condena energica.

Todos los sectores de derechos tambien hicieron declaraciones

en defensa de sus convicciones

Far from the garish procession

A ray

Melting the postures

Loosening the gaintrap, controlling the essence

releasing the monstrance, refinding the present to

find a certain hot inside this frozen tundra-like existential flotsam

Molding icons

to a fashion

Blasting tunnel vision

Set your places then

Fork it over

Give it with zest as your digest your model

Review a saint and give a child its bottle

Pass the fat and smile with deep compassion

Epitomize your

social scene

There is nothing

harder than hope

to dissolve morbid cursor

writing over our

query, laughter, urge to balance

Searching for pullers of knives in rocks

Power

Shallow water

New meanings

Old refrains

And gods sway

like the wheat in the fields when it rains