THE ALEX JONES SHOW
2009.04.28 Tuesday

Alex continues coverage with Dr. Tenpenny regarding the Mexican virus. He talks with physician Dr. Bill Deagle, host of the Nutrimedical Report, and Dr. Rebecca Carley, who teaches clients nationally and internationally how to reverse autoimmune diseases. Alex also covers the important news stories of the day and takes your calls. 

HR 1: News/commentary: flu, fairness doctrine, 2nd amendment, open lines
DR. TENPENNY, caller update direct from Mexico City, Dr. Tenpenny, designer virus?
HR 2: MX caller and Dr. Tenpenny, DR. DEAGLE: beginning of the end? race specific?
HR 3: Genocidal eugenicists, open lines w/Dr. Deagle, news, 
HR 4: Canadian update, health suppliments, DR. CARLEY, open lines w/Dr. Carley


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The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournaments begun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The choir softly sing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys
Put shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrims door
With insufficient schemes.
The black queen chants
The funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower.
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king.

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play
But gentle pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king.