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A Box For Black Paul

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Who`ll build a box for Black Paul?Ah`m enquirin on behalf of his soulAh`d be beholdin to ya allFor a lil information, yes some kinda informationJust who`ll dig the hole?When ya done ransackin his roomgrabbin anything that shines,throw the scrap down on the streetLike all his books and his notes.All the junk that he wrotethe whole fucken lot right up in smokeAint there nuthin sacred anymoreSomeone will build a box for Black Paul?And there shootin off his gunsand there shootin off their mouthssaying `Fuck with us ... and die!`(Let`s see that rat of fear go scuttle in their skulls)`Cover that eye! Cover that frozen eye!`Black-puppet, in a heap up against the stoning-wallBlud-puppet, go to sleep, ma-ma won`t scold ya anymoreArmies of ants, wade up the lil red streamsthey`re headin for the mother-poolO lord, it`s cruel, O man it`s hot!And some of them ants they yes ilot to the spotWho threw the first stone at Black Paul?`Don`t ack us`, say the critics and the hacksThe pen-pushers and the quacks`We jes cum to git dah facks!``We jes cum to git dah facks!`Hey,hey,hey,hey...Here is the hammer, that build the scaffold,and built the box...Here is the shovel, that dug the hole,in this ground of rocks...And here is the pile of stones!and for each one planted, God only knows,a blud-rose grown...These are the true Demon-Flowers!These are the true Demon-Flowers!Stand back everyone! Blud-black everyone!Who`ll build a box for Black Paul?Who`ll carry it up the hill?Not I`, said the widow, adjusting his veil`Ah will not drive the nailOr cart his puppet-body home,For ah done that one hundred times before,Yeah! ah done that one hundred times or more,And why should ah dress his wounds?When he has wounded my dress, nighty,Right across the floor`Who`ll build a box for Black Paul?Who`ll carry it up the hill?Who`ll bury it in the black-soil?And from the words and the thicketsCome the ghosts of his victims`We love you!``Ah love you!``and this will not hurt a bit,we`ll go up,up,up,up,up into Deathup,up,up,up, inhale its breathO yeah, Death favours those that favor Death`Here is the stone, and this is the inscription at bare`Below Lies Black Paul, Under The Upper...But Above and Beyond The Surface-Flat-Fall There.`And all the angels come on down,And all you men and women crowd aroundAnd all the widows weeping into their skirtsAnd all the lil gals and the lil BoysAnd the scribes with mein-pens parsedAll the hullaballoo, all the norseAll the hullaballoo, all the noiseAll the hullaballoo, all of the noiseclears his throat of black blutsingin Black Paul like a lonely boy...We-e-e-ll, ah have cryed one thousand tearsAh`ve cryed a thousand tears, its trueAnd the next stormy night ya know,That ah`m still cryin them for youWell, ah had a gal she was so sweet,Red dress, and long red hair hangin downAnd heaven yes ain`t heavenWithout that lil gal hangin aroundWell, ya know ah`ve loin a bad-manand Lord knows ah dun some good things tooBut ah confess, my soul will never restUntil you, until you buildUntil ya build a box for my gal, too.

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