Safe to Breathe



I'm starting to recover from the toxic "official story fumes" emitted by the corporate media on the occasion of the tenth anniversary of 9/11. (Cough, choke, gag.)

Unfortunately, a lot of good-hearted people - those who rushed to Ground Zero to try to save lives - are never going to recover from the toxic lies they breathed, thinking it was air. They're dropping like flies, just like the Iraqis whose whole country is choking on depleted uranium - another kind of toxic dust. Maybe the first responders and the Iraqis will meet in Paradise.

And for those agnostics and atheists in my audience who really hate the whole idea of hellfire: Can you think of a better place for the bastards who did this?

And for those Christians who think all the bastards who blew up the Towers would have to do is mumble "I accept Jesus as my only Lord and Savior" before they die, and - WHAM - it's all forgiven...

...all I can say is, thank God I'm a Muslim.

Here's a song I just wrote for the first responders, who were locked out of the official Ground Zero rites this year because too many of them care about truth and justice.


Safe to Breathe

She said the air was safe to breathe
We were such fools to believe
The lies they told us on that toxic day
They took advantage of our trust
And choked us all with pixie dust
That's killing us and can't be coughed away

CH:
They blew the Towers to kingdom come
The dust has settled in my lungs
The shit's so thick you surely need a shovel to breathe

No pile of rubble, nothing there
But talcum powder in the air
Settling to the street like satan's snow
One hundred stories pulverized
Three hundred million hypnotized
By lying television's hellish glow

CH:
They blew the Towers to kingdom come
Struck us dumb and clogged our lungs
The shit's so thick you surely need a shovel to breathe

They shipped the steel to Fresh Kills
Won't help us with our doctor bills
We're choking and we're croaking, one by one
So I spit in the face of death
A curse and prayer with this last breath:
May heaven fall, or may justice be done.

CH:
They blew us all to kingdom come
The dust has settled in my lungs
The shit's so thick you surely need a shovel to breathe

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