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PostPosted: Mon 11 Oct, 2004  Reply with quote

this is a great song:

Small Town (Thousand Foot Krutch)

Verse 1
I heard a place not too far from here,
Is handing out answers,
About why we are here,
And it's a small town in a small world,
And the congregation's small too,
But somehow I think they're telling the truth

And in the same small town there is a girl,
She's a good looker but she's mad at the world,
And she's wondering about tomorrow and why she's here,
She's sick and tired of using her sleeves to wipe her tears

Chorus
And oh oh,
You can tell by the look that's in her eyes,
She's not that well,
She's wishing someone would close their eyes,
And picture this for just a moment to theirselves

Bridge
And oh, at least that's what they say [x5] Verse 2
She sits alone,
She's a re-run queen,
The sun shines through her window,
Enough to make out her figurine,
The neighbours look at her strange,
'Cos she's lived there her whole life,
And they still don't know her name,
She likes to keep to herself,
'Cos she can't find nobody else

Chorus

Bridge 2
And oh, at least that's what they say, yeah,
That's what they say [x2]
And oh, at least that's what they say, yeah

What they say [x4]
I don't care
What they say [x4]
I don't care
What they say [x4]
I don't care
Nooo....

Verse 3
She wanders through the town,
To find this place she's heard about,
Thinking maybe they can figure out what's wrong,
And oh, they greet her with a smile,
Saying they've been waiting for quite some while,
Just to let her know she's worth more than she's ever dreamed of,
And her heart opens wide,
And for the first time in her life,
She feels the touch of Jesus deep inside,
And oh, she wonders what went wrong,
In a town where nothing's going on,
And thinks of all the others that she knows

Bridge 3
And she said [x9]
Wanna leave out her name [x7]
Nooo [x7]

Verse 3


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PostPosted: Fri 05 Nov, 2004  Reply with quote

LAZY

-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me
I'm lazy when I'm lovin', I'm lazy when I play
I'm lazy with my girlfriend a thousand times a day
I'm lazy when I'm speaking, I'm lazy when I walk
I'm lazy when I'm dancin' and I'm lazy when I talk

I open up my mouth, it comes rushin' out
Nothin', doin' nadda, never, how you like me now?
Wouldn't it be mad, wouldn't it be fine
Lazy, lucky lady, dancin', lovin' all the time

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me
Some folks they got money an' some folks lives are sweet
Some folks make decisions an' some folks clean the streets, now
Imagine what it feels like, imagine how it sounds
Imagine life is perfect an' everything works out

No tears are fallin' from my eyes I'm keepin' all the pain inside
Now don't you wanna live with me? I'm lazy as a man can be!

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me

Imagine there's a girlfriend, imagine there's a job
Imagine there's an answer, imagine there's a God
Imagine I'm a Devil, imagine I'm a Saint
Lazy money, lazy sexy, lazy outta space!

No tears are fallin' from my eyes
I'm keepin' all the pain inside
Now don't you wanna live with me?
I'm lazy as a man can be!

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me

Lazy when I work, lazy on the bed
Screamin' all you like, but it only fades away
I'm lazy when I'm prayin', lazy on the job
Got a lazy mind, a lazy eye, a lazy lazy father

Hard men, hard lives
Hard keepin' it all inside
Good times, good God
I'm so lazy I almost stop!

*cough*

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me

I-I-I-I'm wicked and I'm lazy
Ooooh, don't you wanna save me



TODAY I KILLED A MAN

Today I killed a man I didn't know
I held my rifle high and shot him low
I'd like to think he really was to blame
Well I never knew or never will his name

I guess that someone, somewhere knew him well
And they'll cry when they're told that he has fell
But it's hard for me to think of him as good
'Cause he'd done me just the same if he could

Oh mother, oh mama, I'm so cold
And I feel like I am quickly growing old
So I hope you are thinking of your son
'Cause tomorrow morning I'll be twenty-one

Oh Johnny Ray, Johnny Ray, oh, he don't worry now
He don't wonder how

Today my sergeant told me I've done well
That I'd sent another Southern boy to hell
But I can't help wondering about the lost of life
And if that rebel soldier had a wife

Oh mama, oh mam, I'm so cold
And the good book doesn't help me like you told
'Cause it don't tell me if I'm right or wrong
Or when this war will end, just how long

Oh mama, oh mama, I'm so cold
And I feel I am quickly growing old
So I hope that you are thinking of your son
'Cause tomorrow morning I'll be twenty-one



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PostPosted: Fri 05 Nov, 2004  Reply with quote

A song for those lonely saturday nights:

The Living End - 10:15 Saturday Night
--
10:15 on a Saturday night
And the tap
Drips under the streetlight And I'm sitting in a kitchen sink
And the tap drips
Drip, drip, drip, drip

Waiting for the telephone to ring
And I wonder where she's been
And I'm crying for yesterday
And the tap drips
Drip, drip, drip, drip

10:15 on a Saturday night
And the tap
Drips under the streetlight
And I'm sitting in a kitchen sink
And the tap drips
Drip, drip, drip, drip
--

strange song... but its cool


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PostPosted: Wed 10 Nov, 2004  Reply with quote

Well, and again I will post this lyrics, because I posted in wrong forum. I am sorry, and again I will do it, now right. Well.. it is so melancholic... smile


"I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am taffy stuck and tongue tied
Stutter shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded and unfolded and unfolding
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am fine..."


grin

I just liked the ritmo...

------- I am not colorblind. ---------- notify


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PostPosted: Thu 18 Nov, 2004  Reply with quote

Rush - Nocturne

Did I have a dream?
Or did the dream have me?

Set off on a night-sea journey
Without memory or desire
Drifting through lost latitudes
With no compass and no chart

Flying through hallucination
Distant voices, signal fires
Lighting up my unconscious
And the secret places of the heart

Dream - temporary madness
Dream - a voice in the wilderness
Dream - unconscious revelations
The morning says, the answer is yes

Floating through a darkened mirror
Deep reflections in disguise
Soaring through lost altitudes
Without wonder, without fear

Symbols on a field of visions
Behind the curtain of sleeping eyes
On the instant of waking
Another world of dreams appears

Dream - temporary madness
Dream - a walk in the wilderness
Dream - unconscious recreation
The morning says the answer is yes


Rush - Totem

I've got twelve disciples and a Buddha smile
Garden of Allah, Viking Valhalla
A miracle once in a while

I've got a pantheon of animals in a pagan soul
Vishnu and Gaia, Aztec and Maya
Dance around my totem pole
Totem pole...

I believe in what I see
I believe in what I hear
I believe that what I'm feeling
Changes how the world appears

Angels and demons dancing in my head
Lunatics and monsters underneath my bed
Media messiahs preying on my fears
Pop culture prophets playing in my ears

I've got celestial mechanics
To synchronize my stars
Seasonal migrations, daily variations
World of the unlikely and bizarre

I've got idols and icons, unspoken holy vows
Thoughts to keep well-hidden
Sacred and forbidden
Free to browse among the holy cows

That's why I believe

Angels and demons inside of me
Saviors and Satans all around me

Sweet chariot, swing low, coming for me


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PostPosted: Fri 19 Nov, 2004  Reply with quote

WHEN I FALL IN LOVE (Edward Heyman, Victor Young)

When I fall in love
It will be forever
Or I'll never fall in love

In a restless world
Like this is
Love is ended before it's begun
And too many
Moonlight kisses
Seem to cool in the warmth of the sun

When I give my heart
I give it completely
Or I'll never give my heart

And the moment I can feel that you feel that way too
Is when I fall in love with you



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PostPosted: Sun 09 Jan, 2005  Reply with quote

It's Four In The Morning: Faron Young.

It's four in the morning and once more the dawning,
Just woke up the wanting in me.
Wishin' I'd never met her, knowing if I forget her,
How much better off she would be.
The longer I hold on then the longer this goes on,
The harder that it's going to be.
But it's four in the morning and once more the dawning,
Just woke up the wanting in me.

I'd never desert her, God knows when I hurt her,
That's the last thing that I want to do.
She tries but she can't tell how she feels,
But I know, too well, just what she's going through.
If I love her so much, I don't know why I can't do,
The right thing: just let her be.
But it's four in the morning and once more the dawning,
Just woke up the wanting in me.

Last night I told her: "This time it's all over,"
Making two times I've told her goodbye.
Last night, we broke up: this morning I woke up,
And for the fifth time, changing my mind.
I saw more love in her eyes when I left her,
Than most foolish men will ever see.
An' it's four in the morning and once more the dawning,
Just woke up the wanting in me.

It's four in the morning and once more the dawning,
Just woke up the wanting in me.

To Fade

You're Got A Friend ..(Carole King)

When you're down and troubled
And you need some loving care
And nothing,nothing is going right
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest night

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend

If the sky above you
Grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep you head together
And call my name out loud
Soon you'll hear me knocking at you door

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there

Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend
When people can be so cold
They'll hurt you, and desert you
And take your soul if you let them

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again
Winter, spring, summer or fall
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there
You've got a friend



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PostPosted: Sun 09 Jan, 2005  Reply with quote

7. Rush Of Deliverance-Vital Remains

Nocturnal drapery
His twilight has now gone
As the bloodred shadow will fall
This hellish well will be cast upon...Forced upon all

Drain the veins of his lifeblood...Crush the hope of his believers
Leave his ashen body for the worms...Drowning the vision of his love
Suffocate the thought of his reprisal

For our legion has now beseated
The throne of judgement
The seeds of truth have now been sown
God will die alone

We vomit forth the chaos...Our violence uncontrolled
Succumb to my truth...Your death will be our conquest
Praying as you fall...Into the void of damnation

May you live in torment
Suffer in the Hell that we created
The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise

Whipped upon your back...Rush of deliverance
Stabbing through your breast...This dagger shall deliver
Cyanide blast into your veins...We cease the life of their holy reign
Our nation is to cause you unrelenting pain

May you live in torment
Suffer in the Hell that we created
The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise

Choosing the one with the infernal horns
The one with black wings proudly soars
Across the path you've wandered upon
See your momments of faith...Charred
In Satan we trust...Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan

Salt rubbed within your wounds
Stagger through the hordes of impiety
Spit drips from your beaten shell
Humilated before the chosen few

Drain the veins of his lifeblood...Crush the hope of his believers
Leave his ashen body for the worms...Drowning the vision of his love
Suffocate the thought of his reprisal

Let the swine, called god, be disgraced
Crawl unto me on bloodied hands and knees
Rush of deliverance...Relive this act of blasphemy
Unfurl your pain to me...Suffering is your destiny

We vomit forth the chaos...Our violence uncontrolled
Succumb to my truth..Your death will be our conquest
Praying as you fall...Into the void of damnation

May you live in torment
Suffer in the Hell that we created
The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise

Whipped upon your back...Rush of deliverance
Stabbing through your breast...This dagger shall deliver
Cyanide blast into your veins...We cease the life of their holy reign
Our nation is to cause you unrelenting pain

May you live in torment
Suffer in the Hell that we created
The kind of all lies...Thorned fools demise

Choosing the one with the infernal horns
The one with black wings proudly soars
Across the path you've wandered upon
See your momments of faith...Charred
In Satan we trust...Satan, Satan, Satan, Satan


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PostPosted: Wed 16 Feb, 2005  Reply with quote

This may have been posted before...

Scorpions - Send Me An Angel

The wise man said just walk this way
To the dawn of the light
The wind will blow into your face
As the years pass you by
Hear this voice from deep inside
It's the call of your heart
Close your eyes and your will find
The passage out of the dark

Here I am
Will you send me an angel
Here I am
In the land of the morning star

The wise man said just find your place
In the eye of the storm
Seek the roses along the way
Just beware of the thorns

Here I am
Will you send me an angel
Here I am
In the land of the morning star

The wise man said just raise your hand
And reach out for the spell
Find the door to the promised land
Just believe in yourself
Hear this voice from deep inside
It's the call of your heart
Close your eyes and your will find
The passage out of the dark

Here I am
Will you send me an angel
Here I am
In the land of the morning star
Here I am
Will you send me an angel
Here I am
In the land of the morning star


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PostPosted: Thu 24 Feb, 2005  Reply with quote

DIMMU BORGIR-Tormentor Of Christian Souls

I could drag you to my chambers
and strip you naked in darkness
I could pull your fingernails out one by one
and rape you till you find no hope

I could rip your guts out
and let you watch me
sacrifice your unborn child
I could leave you to starve
and even bring you to total silence
...for once

For I find no pleasure in your physical pain
I want your christian soul to crumble

Your *** soul

When I have seen your church go up in flames
and you are weeping I will laugh
When I have seen you mourn over loved ones
I will feel bliss when your mortal soul is in ruins
I will grin in the shadows
for that gives me pleasure

Tormenting a christian soul


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PostPosted: Sat 26 Feb, 2005  Reply with quote

If this has already been posted, I'm sorry.

The Man Comes Around -_- Johnny Cash

And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder: One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw. And behold, a white horse.
There's a man goin' 'round takin' names. An' he decides who to free and who to blame. Everybody won't be treated all the same. There'll be a golden ladder reaching down. When the man comes around.

The hairs on your arm will stand up. At the terror in each sip and in each sup. For you partake of that last offered cup, Or disappear into the potter's ground. When the man comes around.

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.

Till Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom. Then the father hen will call his chickens home. The wise men will bow down before the throne. And at his feet they'll cast their golden crown. When the man comes around.

Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still. Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still. Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still. Listen to the words long written down, When the man comes around.

Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers. One hundred million angels singin'. Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum. Voices callin', voices cryin'. Some are born an' some are dyin'. It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come.

And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree. The virgins are all trimming their wicks. The whirlwind is in the thorn tree. It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks.

In measured hundredweight and penny pound. When the man comes around.

And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse. And his name, that sat on him, was Death. And Hell followed with him.


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PostPosted: Tue 22 Mar, 2005  Reply with quote

Those must be the most beautiful lyrics I've ever read/heard.
After the original lyrics in french I put an english translation.

Ne me quitte pas (Don't Leave me) - Jacques Brel

Français

Ne me quitte pas, Il faut oublier
Tout peut s'oublier, Qui s'enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps, Des malentendus
Et le temps perdu a savoir comment
Oublier ces heures qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi le coeur du bonheur
Ne me quitte pas

Moi je t'offrirai des perles de pluie
Venues d'un pays où il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre jusqu'après ma ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps d'or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine où l'amour sera roi
Où l'amour sera loi, où tu seras reine
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas, je t'inventerai
Des mots insensés que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai de ces amants-là
Qui ont vu deux fois leurs coeurs s'embraser
Je te raconterai l'histoire de ce roi
Mort de n'avoir pas pu te rencontrer
Ne me quitte pas

On a vu souvent rejaillir le feu
De l'ancien volcan qu'on croyait trop vieux
Il est paraît-il des terres brûlées
Donnant plus de blé qu'un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir pour qu'un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir ne s'épousent-ils pas
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas je ne vais plus pleurer
Je ne vais plus parler je me cacherai là
A te regarder danser et sourire
Et à t'écouter chanter et puis rire
Laisse-moi devenir l'ombre de ton ombre
L'ombre de ta main, l'ombre de ton chien, mais
Ne me quitte pas

English

Do not leave me, we must forget
All can be forgotten, which already escapes
Forget the time of misunderstandings
And time lost seeking to know how
Forget those hours that killed sometimes,
With blows of "why", the heart of bliss
Do not leave me

I will offer you pearls of rain
Coming from a country where it does not rain
I will plow the earth until after I die
To blanket your body with gold and light
I will create a realm where love shall be king
Where love shall be law, where you shall be queen
Do not leave me

Do not leave me, for you, I will invent
Nonsensical words that you will understand
I will speak to you of those lovers
Who saw twice their hearts set ablaze
To you I will recount the story of that king
Deceased of not having been able to meet you
Do not leave me

It was often seen that fire would be reborn
Of the ancient volcano which was thought too old
There are, there seems, burnt lands
Yielding more wheat than the best April
And when the evening comes, so that a sky might flame
The red and the black do they not wed
Do not leave me

Do not leave me, I shall no longer cry
I shall no longer speak, I will but hide here
Watching you dance and smile
Listening to you singing and laughing
Allow me to become the shadow of your shadow
The shadow of your hand, the shadow of your dog, but
Do not leave me


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PostPosted: Tue 22 Mar, 2005  Reply with quote

George Clinton
Atomic Dog

Yeah, this is a story of a famous dog
For the dog that chases its tail will be dizzy
These are clapping dogs, rhythmic dogs
Harmonic dogs, house dogs, street dogs
Dog of the world unite
Dancin' dogs
Yeah
Countin' dogs, funky dogs
Nasty dogs (Dog)

Atomic dog
Atomic dog

Like the boys
When they're out there walkin' the streets
May compete
Nothin' but the dog in ya

Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah

Like the boys
When they're out there walkin' the streets
May compete
Nothin' but the dog in ya

Why must I feel like that
Oh, why must I chase the cat

Like the boys
When they're out there walkin' the streets
May compete
Nothin' but the dog in ya

Ruff
Ruff
Ruff

Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me

Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me

Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me

Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me

Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher, dogcatcher
Do the dogcatcher

Do the dogcatcher, baby, do the dogcatcher
Ooh

Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me

Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Nothin' but the dog in me

Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah
Bow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yeah

Just walkin' the dog
Oh, atomic dog

Futuristic bow-wow

Ruff

Leader of the pack
Wild dog

Why must I feel like that
Why must I chase the cat
Just the dog in me
Nothin' but the dog in me


Alice in Chains- Angry Chair
Sitting on an angry chair
Angry walls that steal the air
Stomach hurts and I don't care

What do I see across the way, hey
See myself molded in clay, oh
Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid, hey
Changing the shape of his face, aw yeah

Candles red I have a pair
Shadows dancing everywhere
Burning on the angry chair

Little boy made a mistake, hey
Pink cloud has now turned to gray, oh
All that I want is to play, hey
Get on your knees, time to pray, boy

I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind

Corporate prison, we stay, hey
I'm a dull boy, work all day, oh
So I'm strung out anyway, hey

Loneliness is not a phase
Field of pain is where I graze
Serenity is far away

Saw my reflection and cried, hey
So little hope that I died, oh
Feed me your lies, open wide, hey
Weight of my heart, not the size, oh

I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind, I-I-I

Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees time to pray, boy


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PostPosted: Wed 23 Mar, 2005  Reply with quote

This is my all time favourite:

U2 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Loooking For

I have climbed the highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you.

I have run, I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you.

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.

I have kissed honey lips
Felt the healing in her finger tips
It burned like fire
(I was) burning inside her.

I have spoke with the tongue of angels
I have held the hand of a devil
It was warm in the night
I was cold as a stone.

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.

I believe in the Kingdom Come
Then all the colours will bleed into one
Bleed into one.
But yes, I'm still running.

You broke the bonds
And you loosed the chains
Carried the cross of my shame
Oh my shame, you know I believe it.

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.

But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.
But I still haven't found
What I'm looking for.

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PostPosted: Tue 29 Mar, 2005  Reply with quote

Pedestrian, 'Generation of Dead Beats'

neither a protest song nor an endorsement...

Generation of dead beats, we headspin on the tombstone of Ginsberg.
Enduring the banality of a sober Burroughs for so long as Sole pours out a bottle of evian for the disembodied
and gin for hemmingway.

We without impetus born through a trap door into this history,
the universe shrinks and our conception of it doesn't fit anymore.
An electric candle burns bedside in a remorseful elegy for Elanor Rigby
and her middle-aged daughters.

A wedding gypsy band bangs out a domestic lament on antique ukulele and petrified elk bones.
A flower on a guitar withers wantonly hippie anthems
entangled within broken strings and Baez tunes.
Reliving those moments otherwise left alone
throughout these gutted crates and creative gutters.

Woodstock burns as we windmill on the wasteland of Eliot.
My windblown voiceprint on the ruins and verandahs,
around imitation roman columns at the outpost of mediocre
where mid-level administration is making it.

The romanticized slacker in all threadbare elegance questioning the eternal amid echoes like tendrils.

Might i be the only one here in the roll call of minor set backs and major failures?
A dim Yes, faint No and a Resonating maybe.
Saluting the first flag visible through the settling dust in the setting dusk embroidering my uniform of deathless song.

I whistle woman with the curviest of drums would be libertine
but my wounds are literate so i make slut of it all
with a skewed perspective and scurrilous adjectives.
It's like lysergic acid verses venomous incantations
over influenced of our tongues.
Look at me growl mouthful of venison and perennial yawn,
when i wake up i may find it all gone.

My cheaply inked innocence is indeed wearing thin
and being holed up in a motel with a case of whiskey
and a typewriter is not a vision quest.

v.2
Somebody get me a hero and i'll author a tragedy
yet murder in the theatre on an idle afternoon.
Where Duchamp and death meet and don't create but do play chess in the park
until the curators and clerics recede to their quarters,
heritics in the paradise of Fitzgerald
and in the alleys of 'frisco,
our recurrent tourist can only begin to think
picturesque... more distantly... postcard.

Once a cipher rat, now i'm looking for a publisher of dead beatitudes
and parables as absurd as the world we've woven for ourselves
out of worn down wonderment and wormwood,
rewriting the masterpieces word by word.

Listen carefully, this song's an empty shell on the shore of the worthless ones,
my stab at simplifying beyond the hybrid of a smiling sambo and stony Buster Keaton.
Phantoms in black face dance provocatively
around bundles of fanon's psycho colonial tomes,
oh it's as obvious as i get without hollering "*** my father"
in double time freebasing placebos in a corporate experiment.

I've seen some of our most brilliant minds
corrupted by boredom and booze like sixtoo howls
but psyche shit stained and incoherent.
I'm a cycle myself still chasing the aesthetic
with a hellhound on my trail and a rent bill in his mouth.

Maybe i'll just make a living out of question marks.
it's the recovering-junkie-poet-slash-alcoholic-novelist part of us all,
any number of crossroads for yonder children of divorce and bankruptcy court,
hardly a great depression. we're all spoiled and mildy neurotic.
By day this middle finger is a white flag
signifying our apathetic middle-class course,
look at me roar, jaw jammed with raw flesh and perennial yawn.

When i wake up, i may find it all gone
wondering if the glass just half is in an empty world.
By now dylan's harmonica's museum bound soundtrack
to a bank commercial they'll bury you in the suburbs
with car keys and cell phones warmed over death in prefab dream homes
and bingo on sundays.

They'll forget you in the ghetto banging on your chest
to hear the gold rattle in your gums.
this pointlessness pulses through my dearth of faith,
pointless in an imperfect circle without center.
Each of us hypocrite preachers without flocks,
every generation is lost and makes songs out of it
but ours... exiled from the search.


This is not a test.
It's an identity crisis demonstration.
We want our music, television for being strip malled
or we're doing bored heterosexual in protest.
Our fingers are crossed and hair cuts american.


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