There's a helicopter with a searchlight
As big and bright as a star wars sword
About two blocks from here

Where the people are mostly poor

The cops say they don't know

Who's flying that thing
And it's loud, it got me out of bed
To witness their sting


Who wronged who?
Who's running?

and what race?

First I'm scared

Like there's some monster on the loose,
Then I'm like "oh right there's monsters everywhere"
It's just which side they choose


Maybe who they're after
Is the invisible man

And they won't even catch him
Until he's got his hands in the white world's cookie jar
They'll never catch him


Great men have lived in subways
Women have sculpted homes out of dirt

Eight men live in the sewer at the ba!@&(t of our earth
It's our face on all those coins


We've made murder into money
We've just pulled profits from people's deaths
We've been duped and regrouped

so we could all fear each other
then we believe in this because
we can't even imagine another


All saints all prophets all stories all storytellers
All !@^%s all birds all people who've come out to be heard

All women all witches all (*##$es all trannies
All scrotum toters all glass blowers all chicks with big fannies
All dealers all healers all self righteous kneelers

All artists all poems all same thing over and over again
All artists all poems all will all continue forever


No creation
No destruction
We are all here

We have always been here
We are all here
We will always be here

No matter how the search ends
No matter how far it bends