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New World Order....
Tue, August 11, 2009 - 3:55 PMHuck the hippie freak, everyones pal.
Huck the freaky freak, everyones fun time.
Mathew, the yoga teacher, (this is really Huck #2 is disguise!)
Mathew, son of Candice, proper and worthless.
Mathew, the worthless, son of Mark.
I need a new world order. I have made space in my mind for all of them, but they still can't sit together on the bus. Somebody is always staring at one of us. Who cares? Only I do I think. I know what I am, I let it out all the time. But why can't I let it shine. Time for change? how about the money? Back to the Devil for a handout, or stick it out? OK I've said to much. Back to son of Candice, for now.
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Tue, August 11, 2009 - 7:03 PM
be your own fun
funny i was going to post this to face book today.. i have been thinking of this song lately...
As copied from CD sleeve( but the *** marks where it is sung only) "Were slaves to saving time as if we didn’t have enough/ Were slaves to the hormone, were men and we must be tough/ Were slaves to the dollar, and the happiness that it brings/ tradition rules from the start generation (has us)*** running round in rings I want out, I want to escape the human role (I want out , I want to be my self, I want to melt down the mold)*** They teach us were fulfilled when we’ve done what were told Now I feel an emptiness whenever I act out on my own Now I am going to break these binds and get my life back on track fulfill the expectations of others behind and fulfill my life with what you call crap I want out, I want to escape, the human role (I want out , I want to be my self I want to melt down the mold.)"*** ***not on the sleeve but relayed in the song*** M. Collins |
