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Thursday, August 21, 2003

Holier Than Thou

You said the next paycheck would be there
You said the garbage man would come
You said that everything would be fine
When everything was said and done
The whole world is broken down
We might as well move out of town
No one seeing us around
We still live on this muddy ground
I can’t tell you of my fear
So go on, have another beer
While you’re sitting on the pier
With your looks so insincere
You told me that the food should be shared
You told the baby not to be scared
You told the rest of them to be prepared
But what do you know, you’re judgment’s impaired
I can’t look at you
It makes me want to spew
And now there’s nothing to pursue
We’re going to live in an igloo
The kids are eating what I need
They’re the only ones I envied
They multiply as fast as seaweed
And all my clothes are dirtied
And where are we now
Somewhere, somehow
I’m holier than thou
To remain that way, I vow


The Candy Man

Johnny and his jelly beans
Took the plane to New Orleans
To publish all the movie scenes
That he had written in his dreams
Johnny really liked is snacks
He had some in all his packs
He would even charge a tax
To all who wished to see his stacks
Johnny drank yellow coffee
It matched his very favorite toffee
But he lacked the ability
To accept his anonymity

Cause Johnny wasn’t ready
To talk to his friend Freddy
Who never lent him any
Of his sweet sweet candy
No Johnny wasn’t ready
To meet his old friend Betty
She made him feel so dizzy
With her candy that’s so tasty

Johnny got lost in the streets
But at least he still had all his sweets
Trudging in those summer heats
Relying solely on the treats
Johnny smelt the foul air
That came from just over there
As the sweat dripped from his hair
He heard all of his pockets tear
All his candy on the ground
There so much of it abound
He couldn’t help but run around
And eat every candy that he found


Wednesday, August 20, 2003

the muffin men looks appealing

when the game is thru
and all the things we understood
understand as truth
lie broken by your hand
and all the stagnant faith
that resisted you to power
has somehow found a way
to claw into a mind
when we start walking away from it
they all stand up to follow you weither
you like it or not they want their fair
share back again
see what look in their eyes
you've been shot back down to size and u realize that theres no turning away
i took your hand running through the forest of my youth
to understand
where in hell you say u're coming from
and i've trieed to see ure view to navigate your pride
and i've learned
that in your case i cant see past my eyes
when the game is thru
and all this world around me
tire swings and rivers
all that has come undone
i'll meet u by the station
thats taking u to nowhere
tip my hat and wait for eternity to come
there are people who we hated and people who've been hurt people who've loved and those whove been deserted
there are people who've lost, people whove won
people whove been scared in all that they have done
people with blond hair brown hair re black
and every color its hard to keep track
every color skin eyes or sould
those who are alize and those whove gone cold
this is where we're coming from this
is what ur up against
love and trust and pain and angst
he's been there too he'd better not forget
trees still green skies still blue
maybe he'l notice cuz he sure hasen't yet my tears are still wet
compliments of sandy

the anger within jesus

he can't position himself in his own little world
and wanders from time to time
his eyes will enter and gaze outside
while you're gone
the plastic cold raisses its head
is hazardous to our minds
i refuse to supplu myself
with everything i need
and we shoudl never have died
my condolences are quiet
but nobody's been dying
the dimes for diamonds
is selling youa ring
in what you start your rioting
influz to climaz will peg you
righ on the nose
and charge them for what they know
desire opens lets me see
from time to time
but my letters are sent
with but reminders
the dance is quick and simple and think
and i'm comfortable in my skin
i feel so free as i sail over the tallest trees
with my eerily greating nostalgia
unwanted are devoted to another era
the cheddar homes wiped out
theres no time for goods
come with me ginger
the color gray reminds of us time
no money left to love goodtimes
the internet follows my brain with words that i wrote inside
the people are calm expectin g a song but change there will be none

(continuance of previous song)
the pretty zone the chemical drones they mind you
you're lost just get out
you've been in much too long

he's high in fashion
can you smell the passion
its pretty sad to look!but its back to the cell
your own personal hell
this time we party all night
he's a reality seemstress
just squeezing out the burning heart
its hazing all around me
and you drive me insane
technotronic roller coasters in my bed
its not half as bad as the thoughts imploding in my head
even though you're finished
you're more brazen then i am
crack your cocoon its time to begin


some would like to say its modern
some would like to say its odd
some would like to say its auburn
some would like to say its gold
i'd say i'll love you forever
but baby thats too bold
not a sun goes down when i don't want to see your face
the kevlar armor is rocking the place
some would like to know a brother just like to say fuck you
some are out to drown the pool
some just want to climb the hill
and they climb up the hill
then its downhill all the way back
to where you started
some would like to think they do
but they don't bother


i love to tell the world how horrible things are
how the picture seems so blurry
the party sucks
blunt little fucks
who just like to imagine fury


I'm in a technicolor dream world
dancing with my technicolor dream girl
dancing in her technicolor green dress
she's dancing to the technicolor dream dance
everyting perfect has unfurled
from my technicolor dream world
and i'm feeling so grand
in my technicolor dream land
i ate a piece of technicolor pie
searching for the reason why
it came to me on technicolor waves
crawling out from technicolor graves
in my technicolor dream world

she stumbles
so blue
she mumbles to you
she wishes she were in heaven
she looks around you
the sky is so blue
the feeling
as if it were heaven
she fears the many
who are so fearsomly fake
who scream no one loves you
and they cry out in vain
since they suffer through the same pain
since nobody loves them

a world fallin from hate
everyon just dreaming
that someday someobody might love them
despite themselves they are eachother just passing what they see fit

like an unexpected suprise
like an erection in the dark
i seem to be mistified by
my goddess thats in your eyes
but she's just all the same
as the others who've come now and again
the others you've baked
no pain for cakes
we seem to have come down now
i think its time to stay
they'll see us waiting again
but they'll will never shoot again
none of the institutions
lemons in the limelight
none of the execution
performing out of sight

hey there mister man
what are you gonna do with that pan
are you gonna cook me some hot dogs
or are you gonna hit me over the head
with that old fashion frying pan
hey there mister man
stop walking down your dark little street
its so dark you're drunk
drunken by your forgotten thoughts
hey there mister man
you know you've got no style
your taste is far better
when you're up the wall
hey there mister man i'd lke to borrow your pan
hey there hey there
mister man

condincending our awareness
we're losing our consciousness
maybe magic can toon us up
lever us up a fiew steps
coinciding with reality
living with your own little insanity
be a freedom fighter for yourself
there's nothing left for anybody else
cutting out the bad parts
theres nothing to kick
there's nothing like this

you're like a rolling cigarette
to me you queitly roll
like a victim you've been
thrown to find the next victim
to pick you up and
you tear them apart at the start
you roll like a cigarette to me
what you have become
just pulling up weeds
from your little heart garden
you've grown but nobody knows
just look in my eye what you can see
what you see is what you can be
if you see nothing there
i guess its only fair
to say you'll stay as whatever you see
and i told him that things
would all wash away
the anger and hate and speachless
reports will go away they'll go away
just pick up the fallen apples their fresh but they still
will not sell
i see your reflexion in one of them and i think its time to stay away

noone really knows what excatly what you're thinking
noone's really sure why you're even thinking
just go away
just stay away
noone is sure excactly what you might be thinking
just walk away
just stay away
just go away

when the reflection of your image in my eyes
awake you from your anger
you feel the tongue of firey words around you
the visions of things you've hated to love
but you know its time to run
you can't stay thinking this way
you really must go to another place somewhere people wont know you
the craft you've learnt you don't remember
anymore how it happened

the last time just might be the first time
perhapse it will happen again
another time
oh so fine
mother of peral
most wonderful girl
you're my impressive past
you were the last one

Bad Cat

Fish take a swim around the fishbowl
Cat come around and eat the fish whole
Dog tries to watch the junkyard
Cat come to get him off his guard

Cause she’s a bad cat
Bad cat, she gonna get the rat
Yeah, such a bad cat
Bad cat, eat until she get fat

Bird all locked up in the birdcage
Cat come and strike the bird with rage
Frog hopping around in the pond
Cat come and now the frog’s gone


The Reddest Radish

The reddest radish I have seen
The reddest radish in the garden
The reddest radish in all of town
The reddest radish just for me

The reddest radish is in my hair
The reddest radish on my knees
The reddest radish on my socks
The reddest radish everywhere

When the reddest radish gets you down
Just call the gardener to pick it for you
When you taste the redness of the radish
It’ll make your face turn blue

Sunday, August 17, 2003

daily news: unimportant

I look lowly upon myself like
This harshly lit domain
Of my brothers
Preparation is lost
On climbinbg this hill
More like a mountain staircase
Leading to the black starless sky
Got other fish to fry
Till i can kiss the sky goodbye
Broken sky
Broken music
Broken chords to the soundproof room
Sealing my impending doom
I've got more in my head
Than you'd like to dread
Why cant they follow the trend to the core
Uncover what's behind the door
Scared of whats in store
Follo the hall to the end
But who needs a friend
When life is pretend?
Peppermints within a tin
Worthy of the mess we're in
Conspiracy is lost on me
So why don't i just climb a tree
Chop a staircase to the top
Till i reach the final drop
Broken neck broken bones
Broken hearts broken homes
So there you have it a broken story wasting paper i'm so sorry


I look highly upon myself like the dimly lit domain
Of my colors
Oh so blue
And there's nothing you can do
Since the purpose of this trip
Is fall into a pit
Where you can worship yourself
Say how good you are to you
Just fill in that place which you
Just will never ever replace
Beware of the peppermints
Its a thoughtful little conspiracy
Its a thinly sweet epitamy
Where things good turn to bad
The peppermint conspiracy
Out to get you and me
But we're together for this again
And what could split us up but a broken ben
With which we cannot write
Our pain our gain or circumstance


I'm on a thoughtful pursuit
To find out what life means to me
Its sound like a simple plot
But lately i've had to think a bunch
Life is what?
Life is when?
Life is how?
Life is then
The before i lived
The day before i saw the world
When i could without tain
Without being strange to myself and the rest
When i could live to breathe in pure enjoyment
If only i could stay that way
That lucky day
But now life means nothing its only part of a game
This game based on hate
We're all the same we're all so _______ lame
Until we find what we lost
Out heart
Ou freedom
The way we were lost


The last time just might be the first
Perhapse it will happen again
Another time
Oh so fine
The mother of pearl
Most wonderful girl
You're my impressive past you were the first and last.


Its a crazy thought i'm having
Causeing me to feel faint
Over and over again it spins
Until its twisted beyond capacity
Legal lies spin together
Death seems unreasonable at all costs
Very appealing as it sits in here
Everyone needs dreams togethere
Lonely as they are alone over and over again
Velocity is speeding over lit
Screaming out you spit it
Everything is going wrong
Oh if you could only listen you just might hear
One thing i'm trying to say
Until this meaning is found


Apples of lobotomy

IM here to set you free
Can't you understand?
These things I toy with
Are for bumble bees
Lobotomy
Makes me free
Makes me see what I want to see
But you are everything I want to be
Out of sight out of hand
Out of place is where I am
On a different plane
Where I rains sugarcane
Anyway who needs a brain?
Just drop her down the drain
Whoever thought thinking was vain
Knew the joys of thinking plain
Lobotomy
Between god and me
Lobotomy
Will set us free
Take a shot of my schizophrenia


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