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Pavlov hits me with more bad news every time I answer the phone
so I play and I sing and I just let it ring,
all day when I'm at home.
a defacto choice of
macro-microcosmic melancholy
but baby any way you slice it,
I'm thinkin I could just as soon use the time alone.
yeah the goons have gone global
and the CEO's are shredding files
and the democrans and the republicrats
are flashing their toothy smiles
and Uncle Tom is posing for a photo-op with the oval office klan
and Uncle Sam is riggin' cockfights in the promised land
and that knife you stuck in my back is still there
it pinches a little when I sigh and moan
and these days I'm thinkin I could just as soon use the time alone.
cause all the wrong people have the power of suggestion
and the freedom of the press is meaningless if nobody asks the question
I mean causation by definition is such a complex compilation of factors
that to even try to say why is to oversimplify
that's a far cry, isn't it dear, from acting like you're the only one there
unrepentantly self-centered and unfairenter all suckers scrambling for the truth
exit mr. eye-contact who took his flirt and flew the coup
but whatever, no matter, no fishin trips, no fishin
cause momma's officially out of commission
and did I mention in there somewhere
did I mention somewhere in there
that I traded Babe Ruth,
yes I traded the only player
that was bigger than the game
and I can't even tell you why,
cause you'd think I'm insane.
and that's the truth
and the music industry mafia is pimping girl power
sniping off sharp-shooter singles from their styrofoam towers,
and hip-hop is tied up in the back room with a logo stuffed in its mouth
cause the master's tools will never dismantle the master's house
but then, I'm getting away from myself
as I get closer and closer home
and the difference between you and me baby
is I get fucked up when I'm alone. and I must admit today
that my inner pessimist seems to have gotten the best of me
we start out sugared up on kool aid and manifest destiny
and then we memorize all the presidents names like little trained monkeys
and we spit into the world so many spinny-eyed TV junkiesincapable of unraveling the military-industrial mystery
pre-emptively passified with history book history
and I've been around the world now and I can see this about America
the mind control is deep here, man
the myopia is steep here, manand behold those who try to expose the reality
really try to realize democracy
are shot with rubber bullets and gassed off the streets
while the global power brokers are kept clean and discreet
behind a wall
behind a moat
and that is all
that's all
that's all she wrote.
and my heart beats an S-O-S
cause folks just really couldn't care less
as long as every day is superbowl sunday !
and larger than life women in lingerie are pouting at us from every bus stop
she loves me, she loves me not
she loves me, she loves me not
she loves me, she loves me notand "big government should not stand between a man and his money"
i mean, "what's good for business is good for the country"
our children still take that lie like communion,
the same old line the Confederacy used on the Union
conjugate liberty into libertarian
and medicated associated with deregulation privitization
we won't even know we're slaves on a corporate plantation!!!
somebody say hallelujah,
somebody say damnation,
cause the profit system follows the path of least resistance
and the path of least resistance is what makes the river crooked
makes it serpentine
capitalism is the devil's, it's the devel's wet dream. so just give me my Judy garland drugs and let me get back to work
cause the empire state building is the tallest building in New York
and I have always got the feeling
you just like to hear it fall......... off your tongue.
but I remember my name in your mouth
and I don't think I was done hearing it close to my ear
on a whisper's way to a moan
Pavlov hits me with more bad news every time I answer the phone
so I play and I sing and just let it ring,
all day when I'm at home
a defacto choice of
macro-microcosmic melancholy
but baby any way you slice it,
I'm thinkin I could just as soon use the time alone.
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| im confused by what i hear but the things i see are great. but we're all in the same boat, and im never afraid of falling in the water. it's always a good idea and only cold at first. whitney pedro and i spent the weekend in the kansas river. this morning was fabulous, i've always loved the water but i have a new found love in the wind. it controls the water, the trees, the boat. piarie festival was fabulous. i think i've spent my last three weekends the best way anyone could in kansas. trying to cure the post winfield blues, it hasn't really worked well enough though. during the week im so damn busy with commitments. plus i've got housewife threads that never quite rip off but hang on just enough to keep everything lost and confused. everything is great but nothing is black & white, more of a yellow or sometimes pink but usually pale blue. humans are strange. cigarettes have been making me sick but it doesn't stop me from thinking about them. azul is the greatest thing in my life. im sorry i'm not more attached to my parents.
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| I think a change may need to happen after this semester. the house, the school, the winter!!, and the heart will all need a giant break. I wish I had a gin & tonic. mmhm. i danced my best little booty boogie last night watching truckstop honeymoon for the second time this month. here comes winnfield here comes winniiifield. what are the risks of acquiring a second cat?
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| i want to open all the windows and let the house breathe. BUt there are no screens attached, there are a lot of broken things here. I want to help and I want everyone to be happy. I'm unemployed currently for a week or two more, coffee + historical fiction + the sofa on my front porch (but not the smelly one) have been consuming my days. Also some exploring, lots of cooking, and nights packed full of things one can't rememeber. I've been showering less since i cut my hair (unconsciously). man oh man love. [I wish i lived in east lawrence.] Azul, my cat - I fuckin love him. Is keeping your cat indoors because you're afraid he might not come back equivalent to parents not wanting their kids to move away? Ever since azul has been with me I've definitely sympathized with my parents more. life is making me sick.
try out some UTAH:
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| The police officer with his clipboard and his pistol, in your hallway. Who is right, who is wrong, we are all people. Everyone making decisions for themselves based on beliefs feelings viewpoints guidelines adrenaline love hate whatever. “I am right because I was trained to carry this I was trained to protect and motherfuckin serve, I went to school to shoot people” its all bs, or is it? The man trained me so I can pick and choose who to save, who to fuck, how to use the traits I have learned. Its still all decisions that I have to make for myself. What is right what is wrong? Who the hell can decide. And who has the right to? | | |
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