welldressedman

-been listening to quite a bit of vinyl latetly. ive been listening to quite a bit, but two albums which insanely kick-arse are these:

For your pleasure- Roxy Music

Animals- Pink Floyd

I used to think Atom Heart Mother was the best Floyd album. Now however, i know its Animals:

Pigs (3 different ones)

Big man, pig man, ha ha charade you are.
You well heeled big wheel, ha ha charade you are.
And when your hand is on your heart,
you're nearly a good laugh, almost a joker,
with your head down in the pig bin,
saying, " Keep on digging", pig stain on your fat chin.
What do you hope to find, when you're down in the pig mine?
You're nearly a laugh, you're nearly a laugh,
but you're really a cry.
Bus stop rat bag, ha ha charade you are.
You ****ed up old hag, ha ha charade you are.
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass.
You're nearly a good laugh, almost worth a quick grin.
You like the feel of steel, you're hot stuff with a hat pin,
and good fun with a hand gun.
You're nearly a laugh, you're nearly a laugh,
but you're really a cry.

Hey you, Whitehouse, ha ha charade you are.
You house proud town mouse, ha ha charade you are.
You're trying to keep our feelings off the street,
you're nearly a real treat, all tight lips and cold feet,
and do you feel abused?

You gotta stem the evil tide,
and keep it all on the inside.
Mary, you're nearly a treat, Mary, you're nearly a treat,
but you're really a cry.


-kay i think that when i update every ccouple of days or so, i'll probbly end up writing at least two entries over the course of the day. Because- at the moment i dont have that much to say, but probably will later. Anyway, here's something:

this thing is called:

And is the Best neccessarily Good? (part 1)

(I)
Calm down- take a bath,
smoke a spliff while u do it- Yeah why not,
think i'll do it-
Sitting in the bath- smoking a spliff- (Taking a shit)
Drinking wine from a pint glass-
And she would always piss in the bath water-
( i could smell it- i swear)

(II)
the washing machine bucks my beer(and makes an apocalyptic sound)-
Skin slaps onto the cold surface-
i trace my fingers down the side of her face-
they smell like dog-meat- (theres a little crumb on her face)
I sit down next to her- i put my hand on her thigh, she can see that im nervous-
My mind drifts and i imagine her arse, naked on the seat- perfectly placed...

(III)
The light came on in a bulb 'TINK' blink of effervescence-
sit up blind, squinting: "agh- what the fuck?!"-
The voice i heard- the one i now know i had always loved- was meaning to intimidate,
and i did a cool laugh, almost deranged like,
"HUH!"
- My thoughts during this time posing questions like: is the best neccessarily good?



-WellDressedMan