the house music in the sanctuary shakes the birds from the trees oh the humanity but i imagine the house, birds and trees will no longer be in obomba's land grab legacy. 
idle know how the birds feel but i know it shivers my timbers and makes my body feel like one sore throbbing member excommunicated and perversely makes me think again of obomba, his pulsing light tower and some new conquering hero rap song tries to rise to the belitlling occasion.