I think I have found a lyrical voice. Maybe. Today I wrote a song called "G T F O", and even though I wasn't satisfied with the music, I liked the lyrics.
"You heave your ten-dollar heels
Crack down the middle of my window shield
Looks like the world's been split in two
There's one for me and one for you
It's just like you to leave me guessing
Are you really this mad or are you just PMSing?
Forty K car, ten buck shoes
I don't need no more abuse
G T F O
You still found room for anger
G T F O
Get out of here
G T F O
Your perfume's stench still lingers
G T F O
Get out of here
Next morning you give me a ring
Apologizing for everything
Your crocodile tears used to win
But now they slide right off my alligator skin
You thought I would never say goodbye
You knew I hated to see you cry
Cry me a river and drift away
Guess there ain't much more to say
G T F O
You still found room for anger
G T F O
Get out of here
G T F O
Your perfume's stench still lingers
G T F O
Get out of here
I wish you would just disappear
Or take a spaceship out of here
I don't wanna be in the same biosphere as you"
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Sunday, March 29, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Lyrics to "All In Your Head"
Last night you caught me staggering drunkenly home
next morning you called me up on the telephone
you said I was looking like a hobo
looking like a dead squirrel
looking like a piece of shit
looking at another girl
looking at a firefly
looking at the night sky
looking at my fat feet
puking in the back seat
but it's all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head, yeah (x2)
Last night you caught staggering drunkenly home
which is funny cuz I was sitting at my apartment all alone
you must have been trippin' on acid
trippin' on a mushroom
trippin' on the sidewalk
trippin' in your bedroom
trippin' on a staircase
trippin' on your shoelace
trippin' on your fat feet
trippin' in the backseat
cause it's all in your head it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head, yeah (x2)
you just lookin' at your fat feet
ridin' in the back seat (x8)
Last night you caught me staggering drunkenly home
and now you're packing up
gassing at the Texaco
going to New Mexico
going to Jamaica
going to Jerusalem
going to Nebraska
going to the airport
don't forget your passport
write me a post card
you're gonna join the coast guard
gonna be a porn star
gonna be a dancer
find the nearest Waffle House
find the cure for cancer
working on the silver screen
working at the Dairy Queen
find a new direction
don't except rejection
don't get close to power lines
don't step in quicksand
pilgrimage to Mecca
pilgrimage to Graceland
follow the North Star
follow your instincts
follow your fat feet
live in the backseat
'cause it's all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head, yeah (x4)
next morning you called me up on the telephone
you said I was looking like a hobo
looking like a dead squirrel
looking like a piece of shit
looking at another girl
looking at a firefly
looking at the night sky
looking at my fat feet
puking in the back seat
but it's all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head, yeah (x2)
Last night you caught staggering drunkenly home
which is funny cuz I was sitting at my apartment all alone
you must have been trippin' on acid
trippin' on a mushroom
trippin' on the sidewalk
trippin' in your bedroom
trippin' on a staircase
trippin' on your shoelace
trippin' on your fat feet
trippin' in the backseat
cause it's all in your head it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head, yeah (x2)
you just lookin' at your fat feet
ridin' in the back seat (x8)
Last night you caught me staggering drunkenly home
and now you're packing up
gassing at the Texaco
going to New Mexico
going to Jamaica
going to Jerusalem
going to Nebraska
going to the airport
don't forget your passport
write me a post card
you're gonna join the coast guard
gonna be a porn star
gonna be a dancer
find the nearest Waffle House
find the cure for cancer
working on the silver screen
working at the Dairy Queen
find a new direction
don't except rejection
don't get close to power lines
don't step in quicksand
pilgrimage to Mecca
pilgrimage to Graceland
follow the North Star
follow your instincts
follow your fat feet
live in the backseat
'cause it's all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head
all in your head, it's all in your head, yeah (x4)
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