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(Mike Ladd)
Sofa bed Catastradamus
Lazy-Boy soufflé
Waiting on Pompeii
My brain's a war machine
Waiting on the next
Another shoe is another day
Long as it don't fall I’m ok
(Welcome Home)

Level headed
Friends embedded
Someone said
California smells like this in dreams
To me
In visits
LA's a workman's city
Worn out Dickies and rock-in sheets
Little glitter
If man makes world as construction site
Demolition teams work best at night
We hunt you down

She said "There's something so America about California
Yet California is so Third World"
The tentacles of cinderblocks and studs as thin as dimes
The material of contract mundo
The soul and heart of concrete floors that bloom and crack the concrete floors
Baghdad by toothbrush San Diego
New York can barely fake Bombay charm
In the streets of this megadebacleopolis
I give my hand you take my arm

Your heartbeat and helicopters
Dust here ain't the same
But oh so similar
Going down on you
A bouquet of burning tires
We sixty-nine
Have a ball
Fire mushrooms
Yeah it's all confused when I think of you now
But I got space time and room
In the largest limousine
In the traffic jam to paradise
Televise and rip fueled
So many familiar faces
Some I left faceless
There's no mystery in the murder clouds
It’s the abnormality of normal

I smell roast beef
I smell Taco Bell
I smell cordite in the meadow
I smell new car
I watch South Park
I clutch the sofa
Quake and tremble
Welcome home