1. |
Thomas
02:38
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Can you give me something other than advice?
Can't you treat me better than a head of lice?
You know I didn't come here for he breakfast food.
I came here mainly because I'm told I should and I said I would.
But you're pressed to death
And you patronize.
I find you useless,
Literate in lies.
I'll find another program because I cannot stay.
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2. |
Ginsburg
03:35
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3. |
Alito
03:13
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Praise me:
I'm your reverend,
I'm the scripture,
I'm a dead end for the doubts that have set you off at sea.
But who can I be?
What subtle mistakes can you see?
What warm formula do you need?
What name can I take to be everything you might want as a friend in need?
Can you see me
Planted weakly
In your memory
Like a ghost with the most vivid image that swims through the breeze?
Send for me.
Save me,
I'm a weapon
In the clutches
Of your best friend,
And I'm pointing out exits and crying out loud to be free.
Send for me.
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4. |
Gorsuch
04:28
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If I must die
In this world
In the time
That I've earned
I will let go
Of life, I will
Let myself burn
In the fire,
The ripe
Taste of wine
Meant for her.
My love
Crawls on all
Fours for you.
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5. |
Kagan
02:52
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The ugly truth
Whose weight we lose
Says we can't love you enough.
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6. |
Kennedy
02:44
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I saw the look in your eyes
And figured this was the start.
I saw reflections of mushroom clouds
And heard the silent drone of your heart.
I never did get prepared,
I never did say a prayer.
I guess I'll find out soon if I needed one,
But I find I tend not to care.
I bid this planet goodbye.
I'll see you all in the sky.
It finally dawns on us all we fucked up
Bad enough to end it this time.
I hope the next one is green.
I hope the oxygen's free.
I hope I still get my cable package
So I don't miss my favorite t.v.
I hope democracy works.
I hope my head doesn't hurt.
I hope a future me in this place
Takes the things he thinks he deserves.
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7. |
Sotomayor
02:26
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My life as a pill is simple:
I was born with a message to deliver.
My self-esteem is chemical.
I have no room for sentimental
Feelings in my nervous system.
I exist for your nervous system.
My aspirations pool your blood.
Your vacancy's the closest thing to my love.
Your vacancy's the closest thing I have to love.
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8. |
Roberts
03:13
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9. |
Breyer
02:43
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Gecko Henry Los Angeles, California
I'm sailing home inside my velvet box
now known as NEAR WILD HEAVEN
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