Teeth Like God's Shoeshine

From the top of the ocean — Yeah!
From the bottom of the sky — Goddamn!
Well I get claustrophobic
I can, you know that I can; well!
From the top of the ocean — Yeah!
From the bottom of the sky — Goddamn!
Well I get claustrophobic
I can, you know that I can!
And she said…
"I am not allowed much danger!
Keep in line you're an old friend stranger;
you'll burn me if effigy, and I'll burn you in effigy!"
A rattlesnake up in Boulder, Montana
he bit the leg of the old sheriff
Ha! That boy fell down on his harelip: Ow! — Ow!
Well I, I might be wrong,
but you, you tag along,
and we, we’ve all been wronged,
and I feel dizzier by the mile
Said hell! The money's spent.
Went to the county line
and paid the rent I said, "Uh-oh!"
I said "Uh-oh!"

Oh! If you could compact your conscience —
Oh! And you might…
Oh! If you could bottle and sell it you might have done —
Oh! And you might…
Oh! If you could compact your conscience —
and sell it; — save it for another time,
you know you might have to use it…

And the televisions on.
Go to the grocery store, buy some new friends,
and find out the beginning, the end, and the best of it.
Well, do you need a lot of what you've got to survive?
Here's the man with teeth like God's shoeshine;
he sparkles; shimmers; shines…
Let's all have another Orange Julius —
Thick syrup standin’ in lines.
The malls are the soon-to-be ghost towns,
well so long, farewell, good-bye.

Take 'em all for the long ride!
and you'll go around town
no one wants to be uptight anymore.
You can be ashamed
or be so proud of what you've done
but not no one, not now, not ever or anyone.
Take 'em all for the sense of happiness
that comes from hurting deep down inside.
Or you can add it up and give a shit, give a shit,
go to the family doctor it’s all worth it, all worth it —
All, all wrong, and its all, all gone.
Or, you can add it up and give a shit, give a shit,
I’m on the corner of this and this and this and this!
All, all wrong, and it’s all, all gone…

Here's the man with teeth like God's shoeshine;
he sparkles; shimmers; shines…
Let's all have another Orange Julius —
Thick syrup standin’ in lines.
The malls are the soon-to-be ghost towns,
well so long, farewell, good-bye.

And the telephone goes off.
Pick the receiver up, try to meet ends
and find out the beginning, the end and the best of it

(OH MY GODDAMN!! )

Take 'em all for the long ride!
and you'll go around town
no one wants to be uptight anymore.
You can be ashamed
or be so proud of what you've done
but not no one, not now, not ever or anyone…


You're the English major...figure it out.

Hall of Mirrors

I come down like a hurricane sucked up inside
I spit out the suffer, yeah
You say you want a revelation
Revel in this my lover
You're free at liberty, is this what you want?
Sometimes I wonder...

There's a highway to, to the edge, yeah
Once a night you will drive yourself there
At the end of the road you will find the answer
At the end of the road you will drink the fear

I come down like a bloody rain cuts up flesh sky
Pulse beating under, yeah
Meat petals bloom in a bone garden
Ain't no god, no ghost gonna save you now

I sell souls on the side of the road
Would you like to take a number?

There's a highway to, to the edge, yeah
Once a night you will drive yourself there
At the end of the road you will find the answer
At the end of the road you will drink the fear

Take your time, come on, get what you come for
Don't waste my time come on, get what you come for
Don't waste my time come on, get what you come for
Don't waste my time come on, get what you come for

There's a highway to, to the edge, yeah
Once a night you will drive yourself there
At the end of the road you will find the answer
At the end of the road you will drink the fear

I watched you burn in the eye of my sun, in the eye of my sun, yeah yeah
I fucked you in, in the eye of my sun, in the eye of my sun, yeah yeah

Soul Meets Body

I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new

Cause in my head, there's a Greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they're far more suited than here.

I cannot guess what we'll discover
We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hand can wash one another's
And not one speck will remain

I do believe its true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
If silence takes you then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes, I hold you near
Cause you're the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere

You can't spell class, without ass.

Well, I've picked out my fall classes.

3D Design.
English Comp.
Ceramics.
Oceanography.

I really like my little life that I've created. I hope nothing fucks it up for me.

A haiku

Screeching halt
I've lost my forward motion
Up to my knees in quicksand



How's that for emo?

Hallelujah

It's late and I'm still alone. The apartment is almost empty, everything is in boxes and "Hallelujah" is playing in the background. It feels so familiar and eerie at the same time. I'm Moving is a big deal for most people...it's nothing for me. "Ok, where are we going now?" I think I was a gyspy in a past life. I downsize very well. I can pack an apartment in a week. Ask my mom.

I don't feel comfortable staying in one place for long. I feel full of resolve when I move. "Ok, things will be better here."

Not as freshman anymore...

Effin' sweet. I finished my finals. Fuck you, Dr. Jones, you nutrition nazi, go eat some barley.
What time is it? Bowl:20.
Now I gotta start packing. I get to move in to my new place on Sunday. What what.
My pants is still gone. He comes back on Friday night. I'm very excited to snuggle him.

that's all.
peace.