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Edwin Meese, him and his flock of Canadian geese are flying’ to the south side of town. They’re coming to close me down. They can’t get it up any more. They’re trying to close my store. They’re coming down to try and bust me but they can’t take away my inventory. C’mon in we got private booths where you can wear a leisure suit…c’mon in we’ll give you rope so you can jack-off while you’re shooting dope. I own the door...I mop the floor…nobody uses the ashtrays anymore. I’ve been working here all my life, I ain’t got no wife, but I got inflatable dolls…we got vibrators up the ass, you can come and make a pass, slap the monkey while you wait, cum on in and suck the bait...we are purveyors of fine smut cuz we put everything in a brown paper bag yet they tried to get us to open a pizza hut…I don’t care if you’re from Spain or France or hell or Pakistan in your pants...I’ll be workin’ around the clock and if I get bored I’ll play with my cock. My job to me will never matter cuz I’ll end up with the pancake batter…Here comes Ed Meese with his Russia babe, she’s from Kiev and her name is Gabrielle and Ed is tryin’ to sell me a load of Soviet jewelry, but ya see, we never close because we know you gotta hose and because we know there will never be separation between SHOP and STATE.

-Sun City Girls, 1987