RyuOfTheShadows

slowly circling silently sailing gently on the breeze twisting twirling traipsing thoughtlessly high above the trees neither here nor there nor anywhere flying freely floating lightly on air just a gentle jolly jingle Georgie whistled in the night living laughing loving listlessly lost in quiet calm twilight neither you nor I know what it is maybe we should go ask the wiz

Now Foxy McGee had a band of three and for him they all bent on one knee they called themselves the Social Deviants They rambled all over the countryside disruptin' every hair and hide hot damn! weren't they mischevious Now Foxy McGee never had a plan just told his boys do whatever you can to do worse than the night previous Alas one night he felt sumpin' weren't right and indeed his band left him after a spectacular fight for they no longer wanted to be young miscreants They said McGee now the whole country's after us we're afraid that they're gonna catch up with us but they just made old Foxy furious He lashed out with his sw

are we to just sit here vegged out on the tv while the media controls our brain and we wait for the rain they tell us will come only to find out that they don't really know after all day in and day out people trying to live up to the images they show us people with money that we can't have people with clothes that we can't fit slowly deteriorating to nothingness as we hope for the impossible the improbable the here and now that's really the where and when because it's all embellished we are the real people the ones who have nothing the ones who have to fight to survive we don't need to be like them we can live on ou

I lost my train of thought and ended up in the land of naught so i guess i'll be on the dark side of the moon cuz i don't think that train'll come back anythime soon I guess I'll hitch a ride on this rainbow here i don't think it's headed anywhere drear I lost my train again...

this is for all the low down good for nothing bastards whose thougths can't be put into words lest they find some awful secret about themselves something they'd rather have hidden toward the back of the shelf caught in that maelstrom of total confusion wishing you knew more than the media illusion gotta go out there and find out what they didn't wanna teach you only to retreat back into the depths of your mind where noone can reach you 'cause out there nothing makes any sense and 'most everyone is a bit too tense all sheep herded into the mouths of the dogs by the bigwig pigs

 it's about 10 o'clock on a wednesday, the whole town is quiet. Out in the middle of Barstow, not much can be seen on the right now. That cloudless desert sky absorbs darkness like a sponge. If you look out close enough you can see shadows shifting back and forth but not much else. But sounds carry over the flat empty land and bounce off the surrounding cliffs. you can hear a snake sliding through your neighbors backyard in the dead of night, something you usually wouldn't hear, but down here somehow loud enough to wake you. now our story starts with a boy of about twelve and his older brother walking down the road at the aforesaid hour. Pa

takin' a walk down the block smoking a cigarette trying to forget things past but time flies fast gotta think about now think about how to get through the next day waiting for the first ray of sunlight takes an hour to fight the sleep from my eyes wondering why i can't just keep dreaming... so the day goes on and i sing my song but it never ends and i wonder when things'll change it all seems so strange but it never stops seeming like I've always been dreaming

They call me Mr. Nobody and I come from Nowhere Most people find me rather dull but I don't really care I'm indifferent to everything i just don't give a fuck And if I made it big someday it'd just be out o' luck I live a happy simple life and noone bothers me No work, no school, no bills to pay I'm living life for free I just tick away the moments that make up a dull day Don't bother talking to me cuz i ain't got much to say