punk rock

Hop a train
go insane
Punk rock puke in a squat
Give it everything that you've got
Raw, real, roaming ramble
heart racing, desperate scramble.
bored, tired, cold, hungry,
singing music making money.

Young and reckless
Set me wrong, leave me breathless
Raw and real, grand appeal
rant and ramble
desperate scramble

“ Your brain is a city”

“Can’t you quiet the street cars, sirens, yelling, chattering and HEAR ME for a movement?

Can’t you stop the philosophically garble, impressive references, pertinent, timely, witty quotes, and say it right out??! Can you listen not quantify? Won't you fish for all the things in my eyes that speech is afraid to say! If not the words, can you believe how I say them? A shaking whisper, the way my lips quiver, a sparkling bead of salty anguish caught in delicate lashes spidering out from tired eyes that tried... “

wasting.

Church bells sound on the hour, like every hour. There is still no knock at the door.

“What a beautiful day to waste waiting inside for someone who won’t come. “

The 20ft wall goes up. A skeptical look hinders a soft young face as bitter words, bitter thoughts, and an unsympathetic memory fills the silence of the un-arrived guest. All her clever thoughts seem dull and pointless.

run.

Stop and listen
Stop, give in
Stop to start again
Start to stop to walk to run to slow to sit
To dream of running.

Burnt out blues

Stop!
You’re moving too fast
I can’t catch up, ‘cuz I keep looking back
You!
A drifting man
Teaching me more than I want to understand
Give me a turn with your eyes
Living your stories, breathing your lines
Break me in like they broke you
It’s not your fault its me I want to lose
I’m your puppet, just pull the strings
You watch me dance, so teach me to sing
Break me in like they broke you
You sparked this fire!
Left me with the burnt out blues
Stran-ger!
Throw some change in my cup
My eyes are closed I slammed them shut
I’m thinking of my drifting man
when fresher eyes come wanting
more then they can stand.

Ishmael-Daniel Quinn

“There is no secret knowledge. No one knows anything that can’t be found in a public library”

“..realized the new era was never going to begin. The revolt hadn’t been put down. It had just been dwindled away into a fashing statement”

forced to be Victim or culprit.

Perspective?

Bait

The one that you’re after
Is really just bait
When you catch it, you’re caught
Play the game! your mistake,
So you spit and you turn untangle and hurl
Its the drive that's inside us,
Try to hide it
Deny it
subside to it.
Its all pink lace, the rat race,
no escape?
you’ll depreciate before you suffocate
you'll disintegrate
inside it

listen

inner most inner most hunger
a desperate rumble

we stutter than step
somehow manege to get dressed
give it "our best"

but stuck in a bubble.
we're numbers!
names faces places...

nothing for keepsakes
no one wins the sweepstakes
but let them all eat cake
think its great
seeking out
any traces of fake

its the zeal, unreal sex appeal
not my dream not my ideal
to succeed and over achieve
heed
to all the shit we believe
behave? play the game?
its only your self to blame.
what a goddamn shame.

you chose you posed.

you chose you posed

Forget its forgot
its done?
its not

Its gotten rotten
from the bottom most to the tippiest top

we're SOLD- OUT

Can't just speak
but
SHOUT!

"Kafka on the Shore" by Harauki Murakami

"But I'm already old, and may not live much longer. Mother's already dead. Father's already dead. Whether you're smart or dumb, can read or can't, whether you've got a shadow or not, once the time comes, everybody passes on. You die and they cremate you. You turn into ashes and they bury you at a place called Karasuyama. Karasuyama's in Setagaya Ward. Once they bury you there, though, you probably can't think about anything anymore. And if you can't think, then you can't get confused. So isn't the way I am now just fine?"

Adventures in the Desert!

C Am F G
You took me by surprise
Standing there with the devil's eyes
I said I was only here a day
you knew I was here to stay

You confessed you're love to me
over toast and a cup of tea
you spoke soft when you said "babe
I was lost but now I'm found"
(now, I'm found)

All alone in the mall at night
we confessed over candle light
slurring words over beer and wine
I must of said 100 times
"I can see a future in you
I can see myself in it too"
we both knew what we had to do
just let it slip away
(let it slip away)

-Chorus- G C F Am
you and I we were so high
I can't believe
To come down so far,
It must be hard for you to breathe
(repeat)

NAKED BANDITS V2. (same chords)

We were bandits of the rocks
dirty clothes and hot sauce
alvacado's and cans of beans
whiskey was our ends and means

All the concepts blew our minds
"But everything!" we said 100 times
giggling orange on nonsense rock
It was much more than just silly talk

-Chorus-
You and I we were so high I can't believe
We felt so large, laughed so hard we couldn't breathe
(repeat)

Naked bandits of the rocks
weren't afraid to take the clothes off
Easter eggs and hairy legs
untimely holidays!

We we taken by surprise
when the big old moon did rise
we were too fast to see the dancing of those trees.

-chorus- (end on variations)