Locked Razor
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Locked Razor

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Locked Razor is the title of a song by Paul Hall. The idea came from a poem written by an insane asylum inmate of the early 1940's who was not insane but was a contentious objector (many of whom, apparently were locked up with the insane and institutionalized during WWII) who shaved with a safety razor that was locked issued to many of the male inmates. The subject addresses the peril of an American society that is not predominately agrarian, discusses the problem of synthetic environments as definite causes of human psychosis on a massive level, song warns of use of technocrat agriculture, song's warnings beginning to come true 21 years later in such epidemics as mad cow disease or foot and mouth disease, song successfully warned of the heavy or high percentage of criminal insanity among juveniles in the early 21st century, song warned of scenarios such as the LA riots of the early 90's and warns of more to come. Song warns of nuclear and c.b.r. attacks by rogue nations whose objectives are facilitated by highly concentrated urban centers. I warn you: -- Better not get too complacent if you've got conveniences, because pretty soon you're not going to like your world very much.

Locked Razor

In a mental institution

when a mad man wants to shave,

they'll give a razor

(sometimes they'll give it)

to the crazy man.

But to make certain

that he does not take the blade,

that razor's LOCKED

that the mad man

holds in his hand.

And you hold a locked razor.

You hold it in your hand.

And you're going crazy,

every woman, child and man.

Oh, I know that maybe

you don't even understand.

But you hold locked razors.

You hold 'em in your hand.

Your farms are staffed

by a skeleton crew

of technocrats

(a hand full of rich men)

with a little bag of tricks.

The real farmer

off his own land they threw

to the concrete prison

of the factory's

horizon of bricks.

And you hold a locked razor.

You hold it in your hand.

And you're going crazy,

every woman, child and man.

The concrete canyons

of your cities so tall

and the immensity

of your giant urban sprawl

are impoverished environments

that will drive you insane.

Furthermore they are death traps

at the World War's

beck and call.

Don't tell me you don't hold

a locked razor.

You hold it in your little hand and

you goin' crazy,

every woman, child and man.

DON'T YOU KNOW IT CAN GET OUT OF HAND?

Locked razor blade,

known to have gotten out of hand.

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