Re: Jammin' for the illiterate - No words allowed
Posted: April 11th, 2014, 10:09 am
cause we all know there is only one rule in jam
but I can't recall what it was
I can hear the throb of a ceiling fan downstairs
a throb a moan drone
life gets tedious
so look for anything that will spark an interest
to take my mind off my gut
I was thinking about masturbating again
but all the joy has gone out of it
Ignatius J Reilly you wrote my life
I wish I had Walker Percy's Ontological Lapsometerâ„¢
hooked to my brain this morning
I need a tune up
here in this late date
last days
before
the pooh bear shuffles the galaxy
pulls the earth from under my feet
thank god there is always a jam some where on studio eight
thanks for the tune I will listen to it later when my head stops hurting
got no melody this morning
my ego is eating my liver
jam fast jam hard jam on through to the other side
somewhere there is sunshine and soft breezes
I want to be in that number
when the bourgeois go marching in
I want to be in the herd
the exact dead center of the bell curve
I will myself to me Mr cellophane nice guy average joe
my ego devours my id
cracks in my tracks
your
Song reminds me the soledad brother
born an innocent and trusting babe
in the promised land
lift this bell jar let me feel the wind again
I cheated and edited my first thoughts cause I second and third thoughts
will I be asked to leave the future
sorry
static in the attic