PC isn't an angle
PC isn't an angle
PC isn't a mistake
It's real live evil
On the prowl to break
And
It will start with your beating heart
And work its way to your bones
It's here to make you feel less safe
And that you're always alone
It only wants a little
Then it wants a lot
All your precious treasures
It thinks can be bought
And
That goes for your freedom
That goes for your land
That goes for your peace of mind
It doesn’t give a damn
If it kills four year olds
Your mother father daughter or son
It wants to do what it wants to do
Get done what it wants to get done
PC loves to corrupt
Intimidate and demean
From blatant to insidious
It is the mud of a flood
Carrying the infectiously unclean
Neils
8:00 am
05/18/2009
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transcribed this time
9:53 am
05/18/2009
N....again
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