Wednesday, February 26, 2003

was reading Travesties last night (taking a mental break from Bleak House). It occurred to me to take a line from each of the tracks on the cd to which i was listening at the time, and put them in a random order. I drew the lyrics out of a shoe box and got this:

do you know what it's like to be me?
you make me feel like i am young again
i'm as hot as the engine in a chevrolet
i can prove these shoes are fireproof
you just wanna drive me drive me drive me drive me drive me wild
i cannot stand the way you tease
and will there come a day when nothing is standing in our way?
she had a million dollars in nickels and dimes
to soften her sorrows with nine times a night
the more she stuck the more it bled
hello hello hello hello hello hello hello hello hello hello hello
i can't think of anything that rhymes with organ
if i show you the roses will you follow?
well, they take away my freedom of expression or action
but you don't really care for music, do you?
criticize things you don't know about
i've got a feeling you'll be an asshole the rest of your life
you can all just kiss off into the air
and then my troubles will be o'er
watch out here i come
why do i smile at people who i'd much rather kick in the eye?
i should have changed my fucking lock
and there's no hard feelings and there's no special anger
i don't want the world, i just want your half
this ain't the tv talking to you

I kind of like it.