I like to read the Sunday Comics, so I can disappear to run and hide. I like to hide behind my glasses, so in myself I can confide. I like to read the Sunday Comics, so I can make the boss the little man.

We would like to say things go both ways: Sunday Comics; stupid moves, nightmares or dreams come true. Dark clouds in the crystal ball; tension mounts in a foreign place. The screw turns someone calls, “time out for fun.”

Read the Comics from Sunday when nobody was looking; found them locked in a basement when they gentrified Queen Anne. Was left a list of instructions, MPC and a mic, a sci-fi library and utensils to write.

Mary Death – Matthew Tarpley Ampersand – Barry Deutsch Classic Architexts – Maverick & Joker Patreon drive for Architexts Schemantics – Michael Yu Khartoon! – Khalid Albaih Context little life lines – Nick Birch The Other End – Neil Kohney Socks and Puppets – David…

We would not care to wake up to the nightmare that’s becomin’ real life. But when misled, who knows? A person’s mind can turn as cold as ice. Um-hmm. Why do you keep on making us hear your song?

Everybody goes to parties, they dance this mess around. They do the Shu-ga-loo, do the Shy Tuna, do the Camel Walk, do the Sunday Comics. Hippy Hippy forward, hippy hippy hippy hippy shake.

I don’t know what time it was, I don’t wear a watch. So good to read the Sunday Comics atop a spinning rock.

You’re a star-belly sneech, you suck like a leech, you want everyone to act like you. Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich, but your boss gets richer off you.

Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as park life. Sunday Comics could be read if you take a route straight through what is known as park life!

¿Dónde esta la verdad? ¿dónde esta la mentira? ¡Para explotar el campo, tengo los Sunday Comics con dinamita!