2001-10-08 | THE MANIC SPEED DEALERS

written about an hour ago, while feeling totally uninspired. i don't know how i wrote this much. i thought i would get one line out. it may not be much of a piece, but at least 99 percent of it is genuine thoughts, or stuff that actually happened. i love it when i don't have to hesitate. sometimes it flows perfectly. this time it just flowed honestly, and a little boringly, but hey...it can't always win the pulitzer.

"SLOW DAY"

work today was ok

we're down to four days, because of the economy

so that's what they say, it's hard to believe what you hear

when everyone has a painful, fake smile, reaching only one ear

lips twitching, people switching world views

don't believe everything you hear in the news

no one came today because the bombs were dropping

we live by the water, but nobody's watching

nobody's talking about anything productive

it's hard to still try and be seductive

trying to be normal, but i've never been sane

exercised a little, 'til i felt the first hint of pain

gotta lose weight before i go to las vegas

gotta gain some confidence, and save some more wages

gonna see my girl, and fall in love again

visit my old town, and make some old amends

keep looking at stuff on the tube that aint right

i know that it's wrong, but cheap thrills get me through the night

it doesn't matter where i'm going, 'cos i'm just walking

writing down what i'm doing, 'cos i'm tired of talking

you've probably had enough yourself, but you'll get used to it

i can be a little silly, but it's just a sign of youthfulness

i feel young, and i'm laughing all the time

all this weird stuffs happening, only a third is in my mind

i have strange dreams and wake up all depressed

sometimes i feel stupid, but hardly ever repressed

work today was ok

the weekend's just 3 days away

fuck you monday

i sleep all day sunday

fuck you monday

i'll sleep through you some day

- premature ejaculation | tantra +