Look out for this one coming to youtube soon as a fully-fledged song with a rhythmn section and everything. The title is a reference to this film: http://www.imdb.com/video/screenplay/vi2978808601/
Born with a rattle in my bones
took me far, far from home.
I won't just sit there and decay.
Brought me to a distant shore
The promised land I had hoped for.
You won't recognize my new face.
I don't know if you'll miss me,
when I'm all the way over there.
I'll send you a postcard,
but I won't tell you from where.
Now I've found the rattle's back.
I don't know where I should be at.
There's too goddamn much in this world.
A question's reasoning, reasoning's doubt
My mind's the prison and I can't break out.
I will just sit here and decay.
And maybe you'll see me
up there on the stage.
You got two eyes don't you,
so look over this way.
It's so stupid to say, "I don't know"
'cause nobody knows but they keep trying.
It's so stupid to feel so alone
'cause we're all born alone
'till the day we are dying.
We live in the present
and the days ahead.
These bones are sure to rattle
until the day I'm dead.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
Blame Pessismism
The problem is you.
The problem is me.
The problem is there is a problem.
The problem is that life is so fucked up, money is evil, people are wicked.
The problem is we would rather hear the story of a nine-year-old boy with cancer than an 8-year-old boy who works his ass off to support his family.
The problem is the rags-to-riches story got old.
The problem is mass-media, video games, television.
The problem is tyranny overseas.
The problem is the degradation of family values.
The problem is you think you need something outside of yourself to make you happy.
The problem is you see reflections of your perceived inadequacies in the body language of others.
The problem is you seek to be an individual by being selective about which works of others you use.
The problem is you think others' happiness is the same as your own.
The problem is you.
The problem is me.
The problem is you think there's only one person to blame.
The problem is there's always a downside.
The problem is we think there's a problem.
There are problems we don't even know about yet.
We can't do anything about the problem now.
Let's drink until the problem goes away.
The problem is me.
The problem is there is a problem.
The problem is that life is so fucked up, money is evil, people are wicked.
The problem is we would rather hear the story of a nine-year-old boy with cancer than an 8-year-old boy who works his ass off to support his family.
The problem is the rags-to-riches story got old.
The problem is mass-media, video games, television.
The problem is tyranny overseas.
The problem is the degradation of family values.
The problem is you think you need something outside of yourself to make you happy.
The problem is you see reflections of your perceived inadequacies in the body language of others.
The problem is you seek to be an individual by being selective about which works of others you use.
The problem is you think others' happiness is the same as your own.
The problem is you.
The problem is me.
The problem is you think there's only one person to blame.
The problem is there's always a downside.
The problem is we think there's a problem.
There are problems we don't even know about yet.
We can't do anything about the problem now.
Let's drink until the problem goes away.
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