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Sunday, March 30th, 2003
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11:39 pm - Dead leaves and the dirty ground
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this video fucking blows my mind
Dead leaves and the dirty ground
when I know you're not around
shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound
Thirty notes in the mailbox
will tell you that I'm coming home
and I think I'm gonna stick around
for a while so you're not alone
If you can hear a piano fall
you can hear me coming down the hall
if I could just hear your pretty voice
I don't think I need to see at all
Soft hair and a velvet tongue
I want to give you what you give to me
and every breath that is in your lungs
is a tiny little gift to me
I didn't feel so bad till the sun went down
then I come home
no one to wrap my arms around
Well any man with a microphone
can tell you what he loves the most
and you know why you love at all
if you're thinking of the holy ghost
current mood:  enthralled
current music: The White Stripes - Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground
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| Thursday, March 20th, 2003
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2:00 pm - Ball and Chain
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Well it's been ten years, and a thousand tears
And look at the mess I'm in-
A broken nose and a broken heart,
An empty bottle of gin
Well I sit and I pray
In my broken down Chevrolet-
While I'm singin' to myself
There's got to be another way
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain
I'm lonely and I'm tired
And I can't take any more pain
Take away, take away
Never to return again
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain
Well I've searched and I've searched
To find the perfect life-
A brand new car and a brand new suit
I even got me a little wife-
But wherever I have gone
I was sure to find myself there-
You can run all your life
But not go anywhere
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain
I'm lonely and I'm tired
And I can't take any more pain
Take away, take away
Never to return again
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain
Well I'll pass the bar on the way
To my dingy hotel room-
I spent all my money
Been drinkin' since a half past noon-
I'll wake there in the mornin'
Or maybe in the county jail-
Times are hard getting harder
I'm born to lose and destined to fail-
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain
I'm lonely and I'm tired
And I can't take any more pain
Take away, take away
Never to return again
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain
current mood:  blank
current music: Social Distortion - Ball and Chain
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| Thursday, March 13th, 2003
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11:02 pm - Mad World
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From Donnie Darko
it's ironic... cuz it's true about the dying in dreams thing... everytime I have a dream that I die in, the next day, I feel full of life
all around me are familar faces
worn out places
worn out faces
bright and early for the daily races
going nowhere
going nowhere
their tears are filling up their glasses
no expression no expression
hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
no tomorrow
no tomorrow
and I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
the dreams in which I'm dying
are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
when people run in circles it's a very very
mad world
mad world
children waiting for the day they feel good
happy birthday
happy birthday
and I feel the way that every child should
sit and listen
sit and listen
went to school and I was very nervose
no one knew me
no one knew me
hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
look right through me
look right through me
and I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
the dreams in which I'm dying
are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
when people run in circles it's a very very
mad world
mad world
enlargen your world
mad world
current mood:  happy
current music: Gary Jules - Mad World
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| Tuesday, March 4th, 2003
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8:51 am - I Kissed A Drunk Girl
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I kissed a drunk girl
I kissed a drunk girl, yes I did
Kissed a drunk girl on the lips
I let my guard down
How could I have been so dumb?
Her eyes were open
I know I am not the one
I kissed a drunk girl
Why do I do
These things I do to myself
I kissed a drunk girl
And I'm sure I could've been
Anybody else.
I went to her house
Everybody there was gone
Her little cousin
Was passed out on the lawn
We went to my car
She mouthed "is everything okay?"
Then she leaned in,
And now I can say
I kissed a drunk girl
Why do I do
These things I do to myself
I kissed a drunk girl
And I'm sure I could've been
Anybody else.
I pulled away, cuz you see,
I didn't think it would be right
I said "let's save this for some other night"
And she said no no no no
No I know everything's gonna be just fine
How could I do this,
When I want her to be all mine?
I kissed a drunk girl
Why do I do
These things I do to myself
I kissed a drunk girl
And I'm sure I could've been
Anybody else.
I know you don't care about me
I'm sure when all is said and done
And I go home feeling lonely
You would have had your fun
Do you even remember?
I kissed a drunk girl
Why do I do these things I do to myself?
I kissed a drunk girl
And I'm sure I could have been anybody else.
current mood:  dorky
current music: Something Corporate - I Kissed A Drunk Girl
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| Wednesday, February 26th, 2003
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11:21 pm
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I was tuning in the shine on the light night dial
Doing anything my radio advised
With every one of those late night stations
Playing songs bringing tears to my eyes
I was seriously thinking about hiding the receiver
When the switch broke 'cause it's old
They're saying things that I can hardly believe
They really think we're getting out of control
(CHORUS) Radio is a sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the voice of reason
But they don't give you any choice 'cause they think that it's treason
So you had better do as you are told
You better listen to the radio
I wanna bite the hand that feeds me
I wanna bite that hand so badly
I want to make them wish they'd never seen me
Some of my friends sit around every evening
And they worry about the times ahead
But everybody else is overwhelmed by indifference
And the promise of an early bed
You either shut up or get cut up, they don't wanna hear about it
It's only inches on the reel-to-reel
And the radio is in the hands of such a lot of fools
Tryin' to anaesthetise the way that you feel
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Wonderful radio
Marvelous radio
Wonderful radio
Radio, radio
(FADE)
current mood: happy
current music: Elvis Costello - Radio, Radio
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