My mind has been all over the place recently
Seems hard to focus on anything recently
I've always been a creature of habit
And I've recently broken most of them:
First there was quitting smoking
Then, after the doctor's suggesting, I altered my diet
Then, at the ripe old age of 29, I decided to make some new friends
I stopped avoiding meeting new people
I'm not saying that I became a social butterfly or that I'm suddenly let my guard down or that I'm brimming with self confidence
But I've tried to come out of my shell a little bit
And now I've decided to complicate my life even further
I'm moving again
I never really settled in in this apartment
After 4 months it still doesn't feel like home
Not really sure why though
As a result, I've been moody for the past couple of weeks (some people have gone so far as to suggest that I may have some sand in my vagina)
It's been hard to find anything consistent
This morning for some reason I set my ipod on shuffle
Not really sure why
I hate surprises
And this is the first song that played
I remember wearing this tape out when I bought it back in 91 (I think)
It made me miss my long hair
My mushroom hat
My long wool coat that I used to wear, even in the summer
My flannels
My jean jacket with the Motorhead skull that I drew on the back
This put a smile on my face as I walked up 50th Street towards work
I think I was actually singing in the Lemmy voice too:
Nobody gives a damn about anybody else,
Think everyone should feel
The way they feel themselves,
Rich men think that happiness
Is a million dollar bills,
So how come most of them O.D.
On sleeping pills,
Eye for eye,tooth for tooth,
You all know what I mean,
What's the use of a cry for help,
If no one hears the scream,
No one hears the scream,
No voices in the sky,
Confusion blinds the eye,
Can't take it with you when you die,
No voices in the sky
The ones dedicate the flags
To make you brave,
They also consecrate
The headstone on your grave,
Ritual remembrance
When no one knows your name,
Don't help a single widow
Learn to fight the pain,
Politicians kissing babies
For a good luck,
T.V.Preachers sell salvation
For a buck,
You don't need no going cross,
To tell you wrong from right,
The world's worst murderers
Were those who saw the light.
Seems hard to focus on anything recently
I've always been a creature of habit
And I've recently broken most of them:
First there was quitting smoking
Then, after the doctor's suggesting, I altered my diet
Then, at the ripe old age of 29, I decided to make some new friends
I stopped avoiding meeting new people
I'm not saying that I became a social butterfly or that I'm suddenly let my guard down or that I'm brimming with self confidence
But I've tried to come out of my shell a little bit
And now I've decided to complicate my life even further
I'm moving again
I never really settled in in this apartment
After 4 months it still doesn't feel like home
Not really sure why though
As a result, I've been moody for the past couple of weeks (some people have gone so far as to suggest that I may have some sand in my vagina)
It's been hard to find anything consistent
This morning for some reason I set my ipod on shuffle
Not really sure why
I hate surprises
And this is the first song that played
I remember wearing this tape out when I bought it back in 91 (I think)
It made me miss my long hair
My mushroom hat
My long wool coat that I used to wear, even in the summer
My flannels
My jean jacket with the Motorhead skull that I drew on the back
This put a smile on my face as I walked up 50th Street towards work
I think I was actually singing in the Lemmy voice too:
Nobody gives a damn about anybody else,
Think everyone should feel
The way they feel themselves,
Rich men think that happiness
Is a million dollar bills,
So how come most of them O.D.
On sleeping pills,
Eye for eye,tooth for tooth,
You all know what I mean,
What's the use of a cry for help,
If no one hears the scream,
No one hears the scream,
No voices in the sky,
Confusion blinds the eye,
Can't take it with you when you die,
No voices in the sky
The ones dedicate the flags
To make you brave,
They also consecrate
The headstone on your grave,
Ritual remembrance
When no one knows your name,
Don't help a single widow
Learn to fight the pain,
Politicians kissing babies
For a good luck,
T.V.Preachers sell salvation
For a buck,
You don't need no going cross,
To tell you wrong from right,
The world's worst murderers
Were those who saw the light.
ymonster:
Motorhead is awesome.... but that's no excuse for wearing flannel in public. 
