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A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request

Steve Goodman

Affordable Art

1984

By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold 
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll

Around his bed,

Limpish Limpsson
By lyrics you're amazed
By my fat you are afraid
By my powers will be saved
I will destroy the world, grenade
My rap give people

nothing lost or unknown no more secrets.
Everything illuminated by the all-burning fires of my passion.

It all should burn anyway. Everything's decomposing

the next one to die
Abducted by the devil's bordello
Lured by decadent promises of bliss
Brought to the house they saw in their dreams
Bathed in the shadows

Return me to the peace that I so quickly purged in sacrifice

Walking upon this throne of cries
Mammalian skinned organs infused together
Forming

This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'

The young men

Despite the roadblocks
We still breeze by
Never raise my hand in class
Teachers used to ask why
I wasn't really shy
I just ain't have a clue
'Cause

She's looking for her keys to the SUV
Ginny
Turns on her PC to the obit page
Ginny
"The organ works, the organ works!" she said
As she sat by

Run as far as you want work hard save wages
Forget these stars tighten your affirmations and start again afresh
When your feelings hurt by replies

growing blubber underneath 
The skin that holds in my organs and blood and stuff

I
Don't
Know what to say
It's always a chore
I can tell by the look

for weeks
Oh!
Fix your fuckin' face
What you mad at me for?
Y'all should play the organ, 'cause 888 is preaching
Like I just feel her organs, swear that

time (kinda smooth!)
So by the time you get to the third line you've had time to think up a rhyme.
Oh there ain't no law that says the third line has

Rip your organs out while you're still breathing, swallowing blood
Cut your throat across
So you'll choke on your words
And pay for your sins!
Gouge

tongue
Trying to pull the skull
Dysfunctional muscular organ
Yearning for the first tasting
Will taste own death

Inhuman Immunity
Corruptible flesh

Organs spilled all over my floor
Intestinal Residue, Makes me bored
Fingers skullcaps knees and torsos
Stewn across. My backyard porch

The limbs.

be my birthday
And we will be so great!
We'll have some fun!
We'll eat a cannibal cake!
Made by organs and blood!
Mmm, so fucking delicious!
It's, my,

I just can't understand it
Not tryna be demanding
Eyesight going black bitch I don't think that I can manage
Organs pulsing in my chest
I hate to see

a vortex
It's for the social
But it's anti-social
Plays sound to my organs sings in the morning and it's calling
It's calling him
Oh it started off a hobby

and tissues that help to fight infection by producing, storing and transporting white blood cells known as lymphocytes. Non-Hodgkin's lymphoma occurs when these

(Otto)  The way im feeling like a doctor cuz I rearranged her lil organs
On my mother man i love her so i put dick inside her organs
She had my kids

fucked up
Call it dumb luck 
The reason that all of these bitchs suck
I’m a fuck up
Living on the bottom never lookin up
Walkin by the devil through

leave anybody in this bitch just like an organ donor

I’m the murdering type
The chop you up kinda guy 
The venomous hate in mah heart only comes out

heard from afar
Catching the ears of by-passers
Like they were targets
For her correct aim
Inspiring a dance with her melodic moans
As the conductor I

organ chords
Dracula give me a melody
Cuz we are some maestros
I'll drop the beat
If you give me the mic tho
The name is Crispi
Stop calling me Michael