Bob Dylan, Toni Rice, Marcus Eaton, Doors, Woody Gutherie, Hank Williams, Dave Matthews, David Grey, John Lee Hooker, Keb Mo, Eric Bibb, Nirvana, and all my good friends at Tyranies,
Basett hound the grease behind your ears is threatening
Rails too light for trains
Cancer of the fingers, the chords won’t work
Stem cells, placed in glasses of water watch them grow to be……
Fat old men in overalls wobbling down littered streets with lunch boxes in hand
Best moment of the day only lasts 15 minutes
They call it lunch
Park your cars and watch them write those tickets
Hard to get a loan, a break, a chance, a vision without credit
Your word isn’t good enough
In this world without trust
A ball of space dust
This precious little planet of ours
That we beat and whip and sufforcate and gouge and drug
This precious little planet we love
Keep wondering why our elders and our children die from:
Cancer, liver failure, heart attacks, stroke, emphasema, asma, alzheimers
It can’t be from:
Nercury, coal, car emitions, or cigarettes
Note to self: (list more)
Organic, what the fuck!
I have to specify “I’d like my food to be chemical free please. Oh, and that’s gonna cost me more?”
Extermination of the poor is what I’d call it
But there’re so stupid the can’t see that their killing themselfs
Lawyers, doctors (programmed money makers, thieves and drug dealers)
Giving musicians something to sing, scream, and cry about
It wasn’t me you saw strolling through your precious grass
While whistling winn-dixie and smiling at your stupid porcelain cow
Wishing I could pick it up and smash it on your complexly paved porch
In the morning, when the sun has died and skies of grey own your world
Smiles fall upon your feet and you seem stuck to your seat
Because people are watching and the cats are too
Don’t be alarmed; fear is just the sound of your heart beating
The stage has been set; it’s time to perform
Strike down your fist and demand perfection
I may grant your wish and soon even granite will fall from the skies
Striking down dead a thousand at a time
Tear filled eyes will flood the earth
While god keeps on trying to stop us from malfunctioning
“It was a full proof plan” he claims, “Do not touch my precious possession, this world I think I rule.
My game of Monopoly gone wrong”
Stuck in jail where everyone seems sorry and tired of rolling dice
While someone else claims dominance
A trail of smoke marks my path
No calls, no friends, no home, no feeling, no smiles, no pain, and no life left in me
And then, a guitar appears in my lap
The lights are dim, the mic’s plugged in, and I begin to sing Layout Provided By FreeCodeSource.com - Myspace Layouts
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hey dude! how's everything going? are you in miami yet? things are good here...found a job on a remote hilltop in northern cali! love and blessings to you!
Oh hey, btw, did you read my long rant on my profile about the bees dying and mother earth getting cancer, etc? It's creepily similar to the rant you wrote on your profile!
hey you! im already so sad camp jam is over.. 4 months and counting until the next.... !!! :) i think we invented some pretty rad dances this time though.. eh?
CAMP JAM IN THE PINES. Thanks for bringing my and letting me tag along with you and ur friends in the grassy gnoll. and as those i met there say "Camp jam was so plaid." i can wait till the fall for the next one. Also tell jeremy i said hi and hope so see him around as well. hes definitly a cool cat. love yah bri
oh bueno. Guess i should have put one of those tracking things on the package. hehe i sent it like a week and a half ago. if its not there by friday ill just go get another one. they arent all that much.
Hey bri bri. Just checking in with you. Get my basketball i sent you yet. Oh yeah i been looking for that doc watson too. ill have it soon. TTYL love yer bro.
