10x10 print booklet with fully annotated lyrics, original prose, photos, and more.
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lyrics
There’s no one in Hollywood
who could possibly play my father
so I no longer go to the movies.
I don’t see anymore movies at all.
Now I walk down streets of amber
as the old economy collapses.
In the swamp-like streets of Manhattan,
in the soggy sheets of the Atlantic
the critics are quiet.
To the last American
to call out the names
of every crumbling monument:
did you ask for it?
The last time I went to the movies
I kept on shouting questions
to the characters in the movie
but these people had no answers at all.
When they told me to be quiet
enraged I said they had nothing
but the celluloid they depend on.
They told me it’s in digital
and that TV is better anyway.
To the last American
to call out the names
of every crumbling monument:
did you ask for it?
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