magnificently unprepared/for the long littleness of life.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007
scotty's got to go

this is for anyone who's ever been scotty. i have no sympathy if you've ever been a fiona. (if you haven't watched eurotrip, do it. now.)

scotty doesn't know
scotty doesn't know
scotty doesn't know
scotty doesn't know
don't tell scotty.
scotty doesn't knooooooooow....
-- lustra, scotty doesn't know (eurotrip)

baby
you're drunk and acting tough
i know you're sad
you're not the only one who feels like that now.

and maybe anger is your only choice
But maybe heart and fist and human voice
might be the better way
be the way.

cause we, we will still need a song
to carry our love away, to carry it away.
We will still need a song to carry our hearts away.

don't let another tear be in your eyes
we can die in peace knowing we tried
to change our own ways.
--hawksley workman, we will still need a song

a lot of people get confused and they bruise
real easy when it comes to love.
they start putting on their shoes and walking out
and singing "boy, I think I had enough".

just because she makes you feel wrong
she don't mean to be mean or hurt you on purpose, boy.
take a tip and do yourself a little service:
take a mountain turn it into a mole
just by playing a different role.

so to you, the truth is still hidden
and the soul plays the role of a lost little kitten but
you should know that the doctors weren't kidding
she's been singing it all along
but you were hearin' a different song.
--the white stripes, the denial twist

cause sex is the law
and done been many an empire rise and fall
from the squares to the players to the pimps and whores
to big checks that never would have been endorsed.

you know i just sit back and just peep things
9 out of 10 it's the same song, only the beat changed.

y'all know the world is a sex machine
full of pretty freaks in designer jeans
who go to extremes to conjure all kinds of schemes...
-- the roots, pussy galore

tryin' to pull her close out of bare desperation
put my arms around her tryin' to change what she's sayin'
pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
look into her eyes to make her listen again
"i'm not gonna fuckin', just fuckin' leave it all now
'cause you said it'd be forever and that was your vow.
and you're gonna let our things simply crash and fall down?
you're well out of order now, this is well out of town."
she pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
turns around so she's now got her back to my face
takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away.

dry your eyes mate
i know it's hard to take, but her mind has been made up
there's plenty more fish in the sea
dry your eyes mate
i know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
but you've got to walk away now
it's over.
-- the streets, dry your eyes

+ fictions&fires 10:38 PM

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