;-)

Can’t beat me

soon

After it ended, though, we totally played that Norway song again. I wish we could go out tonight and just ask for it from the DJ. What a fun time; what a weird time.

 

http://boingboing.net/2012/05/27/an-american-on-the-eurovision.html

Lets not shit ourselves!

Well, the animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness.
A baby cries hard in an apartment complex,
as I pass in a car buried under the influence.
The city’s driving me out of my mind.
I’ve seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree
and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity.
Next time he will not aim so high.
Yeah, next time, neither will I.
Now a mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
Her family’s reduced to names on a shopping list.
While, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
He knows there’s worse things than being alone.
And so I’ve learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.
I mean, why wait around, if it’s just to surrender?
An ambition, I’ve found, can lead only to failure.
I do not read the reviews.
No, I am not singing for you.
Well I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well.
And I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help.
With all these wishes I make,
I should buy something real, at least a telephone call home.
Well, my teachers, they built this retaining wall of memory,
all those multiple choices I answered so quickly.
And got my grades back and forgot just as easily,
but as least I got an A.
And so I don’t have them to blame.
Well I should stop pointing fingers;
reserve my judgment of all those public action figures,
the cowboy presidents.
So loud behind the bullhorn, so proud they can’t admit
when they’ve made a mistake.
While poison ink spews from a speechwriter’s pen,
he knows he don’t have to say it,
so it, it don’t bother him.
“Honesty”, “Accuracy” is just “Popular Opinion.”
And the approval rating’s high,
and so someone’s gonna die.
Well ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split.
And each new act of war is tonight’s entertainment.
We’re still the pawns in their game.
As they take eye for an eye until no one can see,
we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history.
Well, I guess we all fit into your slogan
on the fast food marquee:
Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues.
Oh and the Blues, I got the Blues! That’s me! That’s me!
Well, I awoke in relief.
My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills,
in a Chicago hospital.
And my father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away.
I tried talking, just whispered, “…so sorry…so selfish…”
He stopped me and said, “Child I love you regardless
and there’s nothing you could do that would ever change this.
I’m not angry. It happens. But you just can’t do it again.”
So now I try to keep up, I’ve been exchanging my currency.
While a million objects pass through my periphery.
Now I’m rubbing my eyes ’cause they’re starting to bother me.
I’ve been staring too long at the screen.
But where was it when I first heard a sweet sound of humility?
It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody.
How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery,
to love and to be loved. Let’s just hope that is enough.

stop! think

http://www.plyrics.com/lyrics/againstme/youlooklikeineedadrinkturnthoseclappinghandsintoangryballedfists.html

 

sacrifice

only one sacrificed himself but they all choose their own path, my kind of gods.

White People For Peace

East and West could not agree
So their generals gave a call and gathered troops at the border
With guns ready, drawn and aimed
each side was praying to a God
to bless them with strength and courage
it was in His name that artillery lit the sky on fire
the people sang protest songs to try and stop the soldier’s gun

Protest Songs in a response to Military Aggression
Protest songs to try and stop the soldier’s gun
But the battle raged on……

Sirens filled the air and the ground shook with war
Civilian casualties has been a cost that was predetermined
when interviewed for report victims pleaded in frustration
Their claim: That this was a war without reason
Bureaucrats engaged in debate to try and reach a resolution
the people sang protest songs to try and stop the soldier’s gun

Protest Songs in a response to Military Aggression
Protest songs to try and stop the soldier’s gun
But the battle raged on……

The Broadcast like their prayers went unanswered and ignored
god, like the rest of the world, just watched in silence
There was purpose to be served, there were fortunes to be earned
before a peace could be called to stop the fighting

Protest Songs in a response to Military Aggression
Protest songs to try and stop the soldier’s gun
But the battle raged on……

 

 

office part review, folie a deux

found a new religon

yep, i keep finding, every day a new one!

This new one is invisible

Stretching for hugs

It’s like a red rubber ball:

Dig the lyrics, you should cause they make sense and i will not play from now on stupid fucking games. I’d rather play with white wives/brides than with red devils pretending to be christian. Dumb fucks, there is a man in the sky watching from above, you shitting me? That is how your logic works? I doubt you could explain dark matter with that logic, you’ll just say dark matter is there because that is gods will. I have nothing to learn from the likes, and learning, logic and love are the only things that matter to me. The rest is just bullshit.

Diss for teh loved ones

“A Choppy Yet Sincere Apology”

You wouldn’t know me depression kicks in, when panic’s attacking and I miss medicine
When my neck can’t hold up my head and I just can’t get out of bed
When you see me uncomfortably chain smoking, trying to force up a smile
Then I’m slippin’ (slippin’) again

And I don’t wanna drag no one down with my problem
That’s in my head
I’ll probably snap out but I just don’t know when

Apologies from me
This is nothing that I want you to see
Trying to drown out that ringing voice
Mike, give it up, give it up
Like a pick in a hollow body
Give it up, give it up, give it up down
Into the sea, tentacles got me by the neck and they’re pulling me down

I try to keep in check
Stay on top, teeter tot won’t balance I guess
Every time I get one under control the rest start rising and then
I stay shut up in my home
Agoraphobic and alone
‘Til with bit lip, fuck it, I gotta try
Hands clenching, sweating,
Don’t want no one to see in my mind
It’s not a pretty sight
The right half don’t work and the screws aren’t tight

Apologies from me
This is nothing that I want you to see
Trying to drown out that ringing voice
Mike, give it up, give it up
Like a pick in a hollow body
Give it up, give it up, give it up down
Into the sea, tentacles got me by the neck and they’re pulling me do

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQI987EkUgg

diss for all the kitties

meow!