There’s nothing wrong with you,
you just need to follow through on the
things you set out to do long ago
it sounds odd to come from me
and I can fake sincerity
as well as anybody can
but that’s not what I’m doing this time.
and I don’t really know the best way to convey it.
I’m just gonna say it I believe in you.

I think about it so often
the little things that I could have done differently
if I’d known what they’d be
I don’t know why it surprised me
I should have seen where it was going when you came apart.

But there’s nothing wrong with you
you just never made it through all the
things that were done to you long ago
I hope you realize how you figure in my eyes
and how much worse the world would be
if there’s wasn’t anything like you
in it and how you’re someone well worth knowing
I hope you keep on going I believe in you.

I know you’re lonely and
you don’t really understand why things
haven’t worked out as you planned long ago
but you will find your way
and I’ll run into you one day
and you’ll tell me that you’re okay
and all about the tremendous things you’ve done
and how you’ve won the day
and where you plan to take it
I think you’re gonna make it.

I believe in you.

Now the rent gets paid,
and you’re getting laid.
Best move you’ve ever made.
best move you’ve ever made!

I look around and you are not there.
Can’t you see I just don’t care.
And there’s nothing left we can share.

Did you get it through your head?
In my heart you’re good as dead!
You had your chance and you made your choice.
I don’t want to hear your voice!

Telling me the rent gets paid,
and you’re getting laid.
Best move you’ve ever made.
Best move you’ve ever made!

I look around and you are not there.
Can’t you see I just don’t care.
And there’s nothing left we can share.

Now the rent gets paid,
and you’re getting laid.
Best move you’ve ever made.
Best move you’ve ever made!

I look around and you are not there.
Can’t you see I just don’t care.
And there’s nothing left we can share.

I look around and you are not there.
Can’t you see I just don’t care.
And there’s nothing left we can share.

I’m not there for you. (I’m not there.)
I’m not there for you. (I’m not there.)
I’m not there for you. (I’m not there.)
I’m not there for you. (I’m not there.)

I’m not there for you. (I’m not there.)
I’m not there for you. (I’m not there.)
I’m not there for you. (I’m not there.)
I’m not there, no more!. (I’m not there.)

(I’m not there.) (I’m not there.)
(I’m not there.) (I’m not there.)
(I’m not there.) (I’m not there.)
(I’m not there.) (I’m not there.)

Built ourselves a city and we made it out of mud.
We dried it off this morning out there in the desert sun.
And we never do no working, just sit and watch TV.
Well, I finally found a city full of people just like me!

Well we’re gonna drag Bruce Springsteen by his axe through our streets.
By the time we’re done The Boss will look like a side of beef.
We’ve got plans for other wankers who might come through our town.
Y’know we’re going to rid the world of those Top-40 clowns.
Then we’re going to buy some bombs Just like the big boys have.
So don’t call us losers, or you might just make us mad!

Built ourselves a city and we propped it up with wood.
We were drunk when we made it, Hell! We did the best we could.
And still we don’t do no working, just sit and watch TV.
Well, I finally found a city full of people just like me!

Someone tried to build a health spa, but we quickly burned it down
‘Cause we don’t want any healthy people ruining our town
Y’know, we used to have a K-Mart, we burnt that sucker too,
’cause they wouldn’t let you in without a shirt or shoes.
And we never paved the roads, we just bought VCR’s.
When you got good movies, Hell, you don’t need any cars!

Built ourselves a city and we call it Wiseguyville.
And we made a few mistakes, like putting children on the pill.
And we never do no working, ’cause we got cable TV.
Hell, I finally found a city full of people just like me!

Someday we’ll have a new land, from sea to shining sea
Someday we’ll have a country, full of people, just… like… me!!!

Remind me, why do I purchase DRM’ed content?

Am I a pirate for stealing a song that won’t play on my computer because of some DRM server issue? Such twisted logic the music industry has created with the birth of DRM on digitally purchased goods. Music thieves are free ballin’, enjoying entertainment that won’t be released for months, while paying customers queue up and slam into your Digital Rights Managed fence. I’ve paid, yet I’m detained, asked for my papers and denied entrance when your DRM machine is down.

This whole process is out of order. I want to purchase music. I want to purchase your digital music, but you finally lost me.

Yup, I’m under the 5 computers allowed to play this song….Check!
My username and password are correct…Check!
Why won’t this damn thing play???
I’ve got an internet connection…Check!…..
WTF?????????????
Fire up the bittorrent software… Wow look at all this stuff!

At last I’ve found my own private Idaho,
a Coney Island of the Land of Cool , and now I think I gotta go.
I rode in upon the London fog, had to ride the six-seventh through the layers of smog.
Feeling, Down By Law like I was Jim Jarmusch.
Pictures in my brain just like Diane Arbus

Too much combustion gets my brain dusted.
Shadows of the pain sucking on a dead man’s brain.
Too much combustion gets my brain dusted.
Shadows of the pain sucking on a young man’s brain.
Too much combustion gets my brain dusted.
Shadows of the pain sucking on a dead man’s brain.
Too much combustion gets my brain dusted.
Shadows of the pain sucking on a young man’s brain.

Feeling lucky like use my sweet,
Generals gathered in their masses at Fort Spleef.
Play naked twister with my twin sister,
Until you’ve walked in my shoes you cannot claim a blister.
Into my lava lamp, perform to Black Sabbath,

Speaking in tongues, so troops start to panic.
Like I was sipping Moloko with the milk bar trippin’,
with the porcelain mannequin, slip nipple drippin’.
Climb through the room with walls of whip cream.
Life in my brain is not as it seems.

Fell in a bowl with Veruca Salt.
Stole a red ring for real, Liverpool lingo.
Bizarre bandit, suffer brain damage.
Underneath the mashed potatoes, the kids hide the cabbage.
Fresh and pure just like a mother’s pearl.
And like the song says, I’m the youngest one with curls.

Too much combustion gets my brain dusted.
Shadows of the pain sucking on a young man’s brain.
Too much combustion gets my brain dusted.
Shadows of the pain sucking on a young man’s brain.
Too much combustion gets my brain dusted.
Shadows of the pain sucking on a young man’s brain.

Y’see my baby’ gone away too long
And I’m chokin’ back the tears
Disheveled star in a burnt out bar
And I’m talkin’ in my drink
She promised me the world and more
How could she do this to me?
And now mine’s tumblin’ down around
But at least my eyes can see
And those stars in the sky are for me

So as this fagged-out tinsel town
Waves so-long to the sun
I lay here calm on my bed
And the trigger of my gun
And should that no good woman show up
Dancin’ from a dream
I’ll squeeze it tight and not think twice
And relish every scream

Sweet tools hulu!

Know I got you.
Know you care.
Know you have me and know I’m there.

Know we’re tied. Until death us do part.
Know we’re tied. Until death us do part.

Know I’m making my way inside.
Know I’m feeding myself with you.
And the more I grow, the more you decline.
We’re tied.
We’re tied.

Know I’m making my way inside.
Know I’m feeding myself with you.
And the more I grow, the more you decline.
Know we’re tied.
Know we’re tied. Until death us do part.
Know we’re tied. Until death us do part.
Know we’re tied.

L-O-C-K space T-H-E space D-O-O-R space F-O-R-E-V-E-R

Now it’s time for you to be sure.
That the life we share will be long.
That what can’t be cured has to be endured.
So we’re tied. Until death us do part.
So we’re tied. Until death us do part.

(Sing Random letters like, S-E-K.)
S-E-K space
Until death us do part.
Until death us do part.
L-O-C-K space T-H-E space D-O-O-R space F-O-R-E-V-E-R
L-O-C-K space T-H-E space D-O-O-R space F-O-R-E-V-E-R