HOWL
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If I am to be free There's a joy in me Allen and Cassady Just like you and me Holy infant, holy men Holy urge to start again Holy angels on the street Going crazy, crazy I wanna hunt for true I wanna yell in pain and joy like you I want a thing to need I wanna rip it out and feel it leave Ugliness and filth in me What is beauty? Throw your salad on the screen This bright lobotomy What would he have thought of pain? And of indirects online? Why is jazz just for the rich? Have we lost your mind? I wanna hunt for true I wanna yell in pain and joy like you I want a thing to need I wanna rip it out and let it bleed We wear teardrops of cement Overshare our gratitude Dream of feeling something Then call it all a mood The machinery of night But there's no dark and there's no light Everything will blend to one If there's no boredom, there's no fun I wanna hunt for true I wanna yell in pain and joy like you I want a thing to need I wanna rip it out and feel it leave If I am to be free There's a joy in me I'd run naked on the street She would hate me
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