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Fuck cops, bosses, rapists, racists, Presidents, the money
economy, Border Patrol, prisons, cat callers, haters. Go feminists, anarchists, indigenous communities, gift economies, queers bashing back, apolitical violent hoodlums, border crossers, friends, and totally making out for like hours.
—  Pat the Bunny  to the question: “What do you want people to know about you?”
Acid Song
  • Acid Song
  • Johnny Hobo and the Freight Trains
  • ...is Dead
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This is easily my favourite johnny hobo album, and it might be my favourite album of all pats stuff.

Well if I found god anywhere, it would be by the tracks
Face down in a box car, forty in both hands
And when I find god there, we’ll just sit and roll some top
Cause he’ll be just as confused as anyone else on this rock

Where is My Coffee? (Where is it?)
  • Where is My Coffee? (Where is it?)
  • Johnny Hobo And The Freight Trains
  • Chaos infiltration Squad!
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Johnny Hobo and the Freight Trains - Where is My Coffee? (where is it?)

Well, I am an artist if that means that there’s a cigarette in my mouth.

Well, I’m a punk rocker if that means that I smell pretty bad right now.

But mostly I’m just kinda crazy, in a world full of madness and pain.

We waited there in the yard but the train never came.

The Politics of Holy Shit I Just Cut Open My Hand On A Broken Bottle
  • The Politics of Holy Shit I Just Cut Open My Hand On A Broken Bottle
  • Johnny Hobo and the Freight Trains
  • ELECTREK
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If home is where the heart is

Then I live in my upper chest.

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The bottles are stacked like they show how we’re different.

And that maybe if we were sober we could explain what this all meant.

But pints of Vodka don’t write poetry.

You can’t rearrange crushed pills into melodies.