This is Smethwick, Birmingham, one of the most 'diverse' areas of Britain. https://odysee.com/@MarkCollett:6/20240322---Totally-Diverse---Britain-is-Ruled-by-Foreigners:a
This is what you get when you wage war against yourself for an empire that views you as nothing but a cog in a machine, a cog that's life is "nasty brutal and short." America, France and England declare war on Germany for not paying up their vigorish, they celebrate Dunkirk as victory and incinerate a million people in Dresden, they watch Schlender's List with tears in their eyes at the cinema? This is what you get when you call your Goddess a whore and her lover the devil. Why don't they cry out to Jesus, he'll save them, or maybe uncle Schlomo?
"Well, it's always been my nature
To take chances
My right hand drawing back
While my left hand advances
Where the current is strong
And the monkey dances
To the tune of a concertina
Blood dryin' in my yellow hair
As I go from shore to shore
I know what it is
That has drawn me to your door
But whatever could it be
Makes you think you seen me before?
Angelina
Oh, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
His eyes were two slits
Make any snake proud
With a face that any painter would paint
As he walked through the crowd
Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well endowed
And the head of a hyena
Do I need your permission
To turn the other cheek?
If you can read my mind
Why must I speak?
No, I have heard nothing
About the man that you seek
Angelina
Oh, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
In the valley of the giants
Where the stars and stripes explode
The peaches they were sweet
And the milk and honey flowed
I was only following instructions
When the judge sent me down the road
With your subpoena
When you cease to exist
Then who will you blame?
I've tried my best to love you
But I can not play this game
Your best friend and my worst enemy, is one and the same
Angelina
Oh, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
There's a black Mercedes rollin'
Through the combat zone
Your servants are half dead
You're down to the bone
Tell me, tall men, where would you like to be overthrown
It's already Midnight. 00h00 The Barzack of inequity. The death of Wisdom the death knoll to this world of ruined mind & heart.
I don't dare say "I like" My ❤️🔥. It's all gone beyond Wrath & Anger.
Stay frosty: 🍻. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_WrxUEhZ0k
This is what you get when you wage war against yourself for an empire that views you as nothing but a cog in a machine, a cog that's life is "nasty brutal and short." America, France and England declare war on Germany for not paying up their vigorish, they celebrate Dunkirk as victory and incinerate a million people in Dresden, they watch Schlender's List with tears in their eyes at the cinema? This is what you get when you call your Goddess a whore and her lover the devil. Why don't they cry out to Jesus, he'll save them, or maybe uncle Schlomo?
"Well, it's always been my nature
To take chances
My right hand drawing back
While my left hand advances
Where the current is strong
And the monkey dances
To the tune of a concertina
Blood dryin' in my yellow hair
As I go from shore to shore
I know what it is
That has drawn me to your door
But whatever could it be
Makes you think you seen me before?
Angelina
Oh, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
His eyes were two slits
Make any snake proud
With a face that any painter would paint
As he walked through the crowd
Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well endowed
And the head of a hyena
Do I need your permission
To turn the other cheek?
If you can read my mind
Why must I speak?
No, I have heard nothing
About the man that you seek
Angelina
Oh, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
In the valley of the giants
Where the stars and stripes explode
The peaches they were sweet
And the milk and honey flowed
I was only following instructions
When the judge sent me down the road
With your subpoena
When you cease to exist
Then who will you blame?
I've tried my best to love you
But I can not play this game
Your best friend and my worst enemy, is one and the same
Angelina
Oh, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
There's a black Mercedes rollin'
Through the combat zone
Your servants are half dead
You're down to the bone
Tell me, tall men, where would you like to be overthrown
In Jerusalem or Argentina?
She was stolen from her mother
When she was three days old
Now her vengeance has been satisfied
And her possessions have been sold
He's surrounded by God's angels
And she's wearin' a blindfold
But so are you, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
I see pieces of men marching
Tryin' to take heaven by force
I can see the unknown rider
I can see the pale white horse
In God's truth name, tell me what you want
And you'll have it of course
Just step into the arena
Beat a path of retreat
Up them spiral staircases
Past the tree of smoke
Past the angel with four faces
Begging God for mercy
And weepin' in, in unholy places
Angelina
Oh, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
Oh, Angelina
(Oh-oh, Angelina)
(Oh-oh, Angelina)" - Bob Dylan