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I know I said I would never post again... Trust me this is our of pure boredom. Been sick, back at work, having fun somewhat. Had a good weekend though. I'm going to be all alone this weekend to my surprize. Blah I never know what to say on this crap. I have to face it I suck at Lj. But you all suck anyway :P
Accidents mean no one's guilty, ignorance means someone's killed
So I asked our Mr. Mellor how one gets to where one's going
And he points to his survival, and he points me down the road
As I go on
Wondering if I've got a soul and
Counting down the hours 'til it goes
On a dark wet night in April, on a street in Jersey where
I went looking for some writing that I knew would not be there
And a punter from the Pelhams and the police, in the rain,
Were concerned more with a car than with the fact the light had changed
But after listening all morning, as I drove down 95
To a story of detainees who were barely kept alive
I could deal with trying to process pigeons acting like they're doves
But not with interference from the power lines above
As I go on
Wondering if I've got a soul and
Counting down the hours 'til it goes
And oh, precautions, yes precautions
But if you're playing with a gun, you could kill someone
And in the dark it's hard to know a friend
But I'm not angry, I won't be forever angry
As I'm walking toward tomorrow with a rifle in my hand
And I'm thinking about New England, and I'm missing old Japan
And a mountain in California where a spring runs hot and cold
And if I told you I felt ageless, would you tell me I'm not old?
As I go on
Wondering if I've got a soul and
Counting down the hours 'till it goes
Proof that Ted Leo is the fucking man.
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