James Brown is a robot
tripping on the depth of the sun
swinging on karma vines
as mad soapbox robots pour
out butterflies wet and ringing
god damn Mr. Brown
let the suits see the truth in uhhh
whatever you got
we got to get to funkin
on that old rainbow juice
androids in hot pants
down on that boogie between worlds
buzzheavy feathered hat fools
moving in on dimensions wild
we tender robots gots to dance
like holy machines flowering
howling under them jungle rains
as shamans of mindless electricity
bang out this joy
this jam
grooving on godless
just a bleep bloop bleep
cause we got soul
Love,
Rev. MoonPie
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