Oh an internet café is a place I can goWhen ideas run fast and modems run slowThe coffee’s called java and the milk is called laitA small is a tall and a large is a gran-de
My poetry group, you see, it meets in the backThere are whites, Indians, Asians and even a black,Jewish and gentile, straight, bi and gayThere’s a whole fucking rainbow in my internet café.
I’d like to go and sit in their "refurbished" parksMaybe just to scare them, I’ll read from Karl Marx,Nietzche or Hegel, Heidegger or Sartre,I’ve got so many books don’t know where to start
So Power wash your brownstones, God sustain your weal,May He remake your kitchens in copper and steelMay He increase your number, may He soften your pateWhile I rot with the masses in my internet cafe
― Hurting (Hurting), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 02:06 (twenty years ago)
― Hurting (Hurting), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 02:09 (twenty years ago)
― k/l (Ken L), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 02:12 (twenty years ago)
― Hurting (Hurting), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 02:14 (twenty years ago)
― gear (gear), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 03:07 (twenty years ago)
― gear (gear), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 03:08 (twenty years ago)
― gear (gear), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 03:10 (twenty years ago)
I'm drinking a soy latteI get a double shottyIt goes right through my bodyAnd you know I'm satisfied
I drive my mini cooperAnd I'm feeling super duperYeah, they tell me I'm a trooperAnd you know I'm satisfied
I do yoga and pilatesAnd the room is full of hottiesSo I'm checking out their bodiesAnd, you know I'm satisfied
I'm digging on the isotopeThis metaphysical shit is dopeAnd if all this can give me hopeYou know I'm satisfied
I got a lawyer, and a manager, an agent, and a chefThree nannies, an assistant, and a driver and a jet,A trainer and a butler, and a bodyguard of fiveA gardener and a stylistDo you think I'm satisfied?
I'd like to express my extreme point of viewI'm not a Christian, and I'm not a jewI'm just living out the American dreamAnd I just realized that nothing. . . is what it seems
― gygax! (gygax!), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 03:13 (twenty years ago)
I'm sort of proud of this part. Maybe I'll just make a new song starting from there.
Gygax, what song is that?
― Hurting (Hurting), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 03:14 (twenty years ago)
― webber (webber), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 04:08 (twenty years ago)
― Hurting (Hurting), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 04:24 (twenty years ago)
― Hurting (Hurting), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 04:29 (twenty years ago)
― gear (gear), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 04:31 (twenty years ago)
― RJG (RJG), Wednesday, 12 October 2005 04:32 (twenty years ago)