Friday, July 17, 2009

i'd like to know your name

i like to think that i had the courage to just approach someone and tell them what i really think, like, 'hey, you are really pretty' or 'why don't you quit smoking -- it is disgusting'. but usually i am easily embarrassed -- or just a gutless wonder. i like to believe it is the former, not the latter.

to think on what i have missed out by not taking calculated chances/risks... what do i really have to lose, or for that matter 'gain'. i am not going to run anymore.

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goldilox -- king's x

i can't believe summer's almost here
i made it through another year,
even if alone
but there's no tears in my eyes
life is still full of surprise
i'm not looking for a one night stand

i stand behind you and I watch you from a mile away
wishing you could be the one but not here this way
i got to know your name
and i must know who you are
yeah

i look at you and i know who you are
you're just a little bit too far from my home
but please don't get me wrong
even though it has been long
i hope i never sing my last song without someone

i stand behind you and i watch you from a mile away
wishing you could be the one but not here this way
i got to know your name
and i must know who you are
yeah

i stand behind you and i watch you from a mile away
wishing you could be the one but not here this way
i'd like to know your name
and i must know who you are.
yeah

who told the record to stop?

boots riley and tom morello really hit this one out of the park. because of my last 3 years, i have had many of these things happen to me -- collection notes, eviction notes, farewell notes. none of these were mine, but they all impacted me greatly, causing me to change the way i lived my life -- really, who i was living my life for...

you see, i am not the man i was before. i have grown up so much...

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good morning, mrs. smith -- street sweeper social club

in the military outpost know as hell
we was way too drunk of muscatel
prone to fail and get thrown in jail
from the stories that the tv was known to tell
this night at the end of the world
police sirens sing to boys and girls
handful of pills to press your curl
baby shine that light
let your fight unfurl

my confession is also my blessing
hollered hail marys suckin on a smith & wesson
may salutations interrupt your isolation
i'm just like you another profit calculation
i learned a lot from things left at my apartment
forgotten papers that you dropped on my carpet
musical chairs
you thought your luck was just startin
who told the record to stop?
took the collection note you left at my spot and made you origami

woo hoo
good morning, mrs. smith
woo hoo
good morning, mrs. smith

in the military outpost know as hell
we was way too drunk of muscatel
prone to fail and get thrown in jail
from the stories that the tv was known to tell
this night at the end of the world
police sirens sing to boys and girls
handful of pills to press your curl
baby shine that light
let your fight unfurl

dancin in my kitchen with sly stone's permission
lit my ignition cursing fascist apparitions
you said your life was something like the inquisition
all you could do was lay there in prone position
i said there's love inside the people connectin
and interactin
strugglin
finding direction
that's why you see insurrection
here's some affection
we the targets of war
took the eviction note they tacked on your door and made you origami

woo hoo
good morning, mrs. smith
woo hoo
good morning, mrs. smith

in the military outpost know as hell
we was way too drunk of muscatel
prone to fail and get thrown in jail
from the stories that the tv was known to tell
this night at the end of the world
police sirens sing to boys and girls
handful of pills to press your curl
baby shine that light
let your fight unfurl

i heard that power is the rum of the brain
and for us it's fixin not just numbin the pain
and i'm not just comin complainin
i'm just explainin
how this life is a blessin
i took the farewell note you meant for your exit and made you origami

woo hoo
good morning, mrs. smith
woo hoo
good morning, mrs. smith

but i knew exactly where i was...

how could i forget that i am home - with the boys! i really needed to change my attitude toward this forced sequestration that is our #stay...