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Jon Kade
Here
it comes, here it comes
I can feel the hills exploding
Exploding gracefully
Burning up the freeway
Here it comes
I
think this is metaphorical about one's world exploding. Or Thom
watched Zabrieski Point one too many times.
Grass
is green at the edge of the bubble
At
the edge of the industrial zone, conditions look better than they
really are.
Beautiful
kids into beautiful trouble
Television
spin control attempts to reinforce this positive image.
Well
it seems to fall out of the sky and come down on you
Oh baby, burn
Problems
come from nowhere and explode the image of stability.
Fast
Toyota, burns rubber
Useless rockers from England
Good times had by all
Just swallow your guilt and your conscience
Blue
and white birds stepping hard on the pedal,
Interstate Five runs straight down the middle
Driving
provides an escape from the maquiladora zone, and lets those responsible
for the conditions there forget about it. Also, a major product
of the zones was cars.
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