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includes neutralization
Complement activation and degranulation
Of mast cells

[Verse 2] 
Classical pathway
Of complement
Is activated primarily
By IgM
This

doing well
No, I'm feeling like hell
But I cannot say too much
Thinking I'm in good health
Now I'm covered in welts
From my mast cells flaring up

Cornell
And all the autogenous laws my genes gave my mast cells

Jor-El
Jor-El

I say Owen Wilson "wow" when I see you
But really, you are just a meatbag

Makeshift Patriot

Sage Francis

Punk-O-Rama, Vol. 8

2003

Makeshift Patriot
The Flag Shop Is Out Of Stock 
Hang Myself...Half Mast 

Makeshift Patriot 
The Flag Shop is Out of Stock 
I hang

The Man With 100 Cells

Stereolab

Margerine Eclipse

2004

Man with 100 cells, the
Refusing what you are given
You want things to be the old way
Resisting the revolutions
Changes are coming anyway

sides; above her swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber'd

unrelenting
I'm scheming I'm scheming to get one leg up
Pats on the back go break it go bluff
Break through the cell door but I am not tough
Storm through

bass whooping ass smoking grass living fast
Rebel flag flying in a truck bed half mast
Rolling through the hollow black smoke coming from the stacks
Work

the consequences of a broader connection
So if a cell phone tower on an island falls
Can’t nobody make the call
Did it ever really happen at all
You throw your phone

it

And it's got a mast
So you gotta think fast
Comes with a drum
So you're gonna have fun
And don't forget you cell
So you friends can tell
And if you

cells are tweaked
From insane levels of heat
From the fish with the carnivorous teeth

Finesse in the shot
Connecting the dots
We working the spot
Were

They said tell God all your plans
If you wanna make Him laugh
Well I feel like Lt. Dan
With no legs to mast
But I'm still sailing through this life

All i ever wanted was a sail
Bottles how i get all of my mail
White flag up on the mast hung with a nail
But the wind is always blowing like a snail

mind
That they were scared I'd make my head burst
I know the game well
I know that pain sells
Put me in a prison
And I'll turn it to a brain cell
Don't

don't need you I can do it myself
Then go ahead throw me in a cell
Pick up the pen Write something that will sell
Tell me it ends well I'll tell you

Why try when subject to fail
I'm sick of the emptiness inside my soul It fuels my pain
I can't break free from this cell
I'm chained to the walls
I

got no soul
I go to speak but nothing comes out
I open my mouth and spiders crawl out
One chair in the cell that I sleep in
Concrete floor where I

Walking on this earth I'm just a mass of cells
I'm selling shirts again hold up let me master sales
Then sail the world with just a mast and sails
Success

Chelsea Manning woke alone to a pestering smell 
the prison cell walls leaking death through her hell 
this isn't the life that she wanted to lead

If I was a sailor I would sail right past you. All the chords aboard my ship tying me to the mast, you couldn't tear me away. Eyes fixed forward

its a trap

The towers fell, froze the clocks
Half-mast flags at every stop
So I swapped some books for my building blocks
And put that airplane in

black seas of delirious foam 
Tied to the masts of the med-evil ships 
And all my exploits ended in terror 
Murder torture oracular trips 

Nothing 'round

on a couple stinkers of the past
But the sinkers of the mast
Have lingered in the grass
Deactivated by a massive tinkerer of glass
Issues now structured like

Boarding pass customs at the border bags pass
Bought a bad batch on the corner caught a bad rap
Flag that, fly the flag half mast then caught a flashback
My