Anarchist Bookstore, Part 1

MC Paul Barman

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    Is my distance from the mic proper

    There's a college town, with olive green all around
    Professors and skater punks rock SG Paul's Wall Of Sound
    And there's an anarchist bookstore, there's more than you'd look for
    A core of local folks wait for late lifts, there's often a great drift
    To the shop for the Wednesday night five-to-eight shift
    Cause the clerk at work is the prettiest gal in town, she cries during Allentown
    She's a precocious socialist and she's willing to prowl around
    She's twice as cool as the kids from her high school
    Every Wednesday after French club she rides to work
    with a stuffed Mastadon in the basket on her bicycle
    If Noam Chomsky was from the Bronx he'd have been assassinated promptly
    She said he was from the Bronx, he said you know what I mean, ignoramuses
    Oh boy what a pain this is, said the only paid employee, the manager
    I came for culture, not accounting, and a girl put a flyer up above the water fountain
    She carried Clandestine two dollar mescaline in her blue collar mess tin
    Plastered with stickers that said food not bombs, sex not proms, critical mass
    That bastard, voice talent snickered
    Nice graphics but that's just half assed agitprop to piss off a traffic cop
    Aww shucks, can it be I'm too lazy for pot lucks
    If not my friends, who am I willing to cook for
    And they're chilling at the anarchist bookstore

    Will Barnes and Noble harm the global
    Will Amazon Com be round when grammar's gone mom

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    Voice talent, the rapper, had a rapport with a stripper whore
    Who he'd vote for long before he'd vote for Tipper Gore
    He re-equipped the store with the new credit machines and put zines in their places
    He said take back the streets is more like take back
    four parking spaces at the most and left to hose the Sunday showcases
    He was all dressed in tinsel yo, but he couldn't convince his friends to go
    They were like, voice talent, you put on a minstrel show
    He said someone's psychotic, someone took too much semiotics
    Furthermore, he thought, someone can tzi-suck my tza-dick
    But VT was the opposite of TV, he'd never accuse someone of being PC
    Because it's so friggin' dumb to say, the term arose on the Columbus Day
    Quincentennary when the republic was honest about the conquest
    And wouldn't party as they had previously promised
    If someone uses a non-offensive vocabulary then that person is considerate, not PC
    If someone has a heavy-handed agenda, that person is narrow-minded, not PC
    Unless you mean Providence College
    PC is as meaningless as the president's apology for slavery
    Maybe P.E. should be on the radio
    and not just in the African-American Norton Anthology

    Will Barnes and Noble harm the global
    Will Amazon Com be round when grammar's gone mom

    Will Barnes and Noble harm the global
    Will Amazon Com be round when grammar's gone mom

    Who cooks for you, who cooks for you
    Who cooks for you all

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    Composición: Daniel Dumile y MC Paul Barman

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