Kurt Cobain topples Elvis as top dead earner
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins and I’m out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray-paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin’ with a loser and the cruise control
Baby’s in reno with the vitamin d
Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love-seat
Someone came in sayin’ I’m insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don’t believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin’ all your food stamps and burnin’ down the trailer park
Yo. cut it.
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(double barrel buckshot)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
Forces of evil on a bozo nightmare
Ban all the music with a phony gas chamber
’cuz one’s got a weasel and the other’s got a flag
One’s on the pole, shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose-job
The daytime crap of the folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
A slab of turkey-neck and it’s hangin’ from a pigeon wingv
You can’t write if you can’t relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin’ on a termite
who's chokin’ on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(get crazy with the cheese whiz)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(drive-by body-pierce)
(yo bring it on down)
Soooooooyy....
?em llik uoy t'nod yhw os ,ybab resol a m'I rodedrep nu yoS
[You can hear hear it if you reverse it.]
(I’m a driver, I’m a winner; things are gonna change I can feel it)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(I can’t believe you)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(Sprechen Sie Deutsch hier, Baby!)
Soy un perdedor
I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?
(know what I’m sayin’? )
Random observation: Aristotle can be rearranged as "Tit loser"
Attack of the Librans! Its October and my calendar is again flooded with friends' birthdays. Something I dont get about birthdays. People some how tend to associate them with their identity. Something that is special to them and so very belongs to them . Like the song goes "...we could be heroes, just for one day"...speaking of the track, I should download it.
All said, that day is still very important to them. Why? well.. we don't know.
Its a Saturday evening and my friends (Raj and Anil) and me are at my place. All of us are deeply immersed onto our laptop screens in silence. What are we doing? Anil is checking out "stuff", I am blogging and Raj is typing out his resume. Ya, sad stuff to do on a Saturday night but we are doing all this for the lack of anything else to do. Actually, none of us have the drive to go out and do anything. May be we will in a couple of hours. But for now, we are happy with our share of the web world and the warmth of the indoors.
And before I could finish the above paragraph the silence has been broken and Anil has asked Raj to choose between beer and coffee. Do both have the same effect (refreshing) now? Frankly, I cant tell and wouldn't mind either. And now Anil says Raj's resume is all crap and deletes it. You are getting the drift how the day is going, aren't you? So it goes on.....
Well.. a lots been going on lately.... found a new place to move in from next month.. thats gonna be good. Especially after living in the "wild wild west" sorta place i have been living in till now.
Had a busy weekend with freinds coming over. And then bang, it is and going to be a busy week again. Been screwing my laptop six ways since sunday... and its crying out for help.
Election season is round the corner and one of the newspapers i read the other day quoted T.S. Elliot.
"An election is coming. Universal peace is declared....and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry."
Real interesting. Am on a Dishwalla phase currently.