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All that family in new york
just cheeks to be kissed
They mean well, they really do. But they simply don't "get it."
All those lectures from the ever-so-knowledgable uncles who sit me down and tell me about what I should be doing with my life. "Hard rock? Like the rolling stones? ... If you can't make a living doing the music you're doing, why are you doing it?"
I've tried honest answer in the past, it isn't what they want to hear.
So I nod, which seems to satisfy them. I let them have their way because obviously, they did the right thing. They have a business degree from blahblah university, and fairly secure job at yawnyawn corp. Of course I should listen to them, they drive a mini van! Wife in the passenger seat. Kids in the middle. And plenty, PLENTY of presents in the trunk.
Too bad kids aren't on my to-do list.
And marriage? Good joke
Sooner or later it's like I'm going to have to explain... "Look, I'm not what you expect.
Part of me wants to live below their expectations, intentionally. Out of spite. Just to see if they'd let it happen. To see if the family has enough face saved to where they could afford another blacksheep.
just cheeks to be kissed
They mean well, they really do. But they simply don't "get it."
All those lectures from the ever-so-knowledgable uncles who sit me down and tell me about what I should be doing with my life. "Hard rock? Like the rolling stones? ... If you can't make a living doing the music you're doing, why are you doing it?"
I've tried honest answer in the past, it isn't what they want to hear.
So I nod, which seems to satisfy them. I let them have their way because obviously, they did the right thing. They have a business degree from blahblah university, and fairly secure job at yawnyawn corp. Of course I should listen to them, they drive a mini van! Wife in the passenger seat. Kids in the middle. And plenty, PLENTY of presents in the trunk.
Too bad kids aren't on my to-do list.
And marriage? Good joke
Sooner or later it's like I'm going to have to explain... "Look, I'm not what you expect.
Part of me wants to live below their expectations, intentionally. Out of spite. Just to see if they'd let it happen. To see if the family has enough face saved to where they could afford another blacksheep.