Oct 26, 2006 19:57
At cons and weekends
I feel so blue.
at a table
Trapped am I
They look at my stuff
they stay forever
and they talk my ear off, every time.
Justify-
Justify me!
Justify-
Justify me.
I need my rent paid
and some extra
for those things
that keep me alive
In all these otaku
some must have money
they'll like my art
and save my pride
I'm working my little butt off
to make these things to buy!
All these people walking past me
walk past and make me cry-
Justify-
Justify me!
Justify-
Justify me.
At cons on weekends
I wait for you
with the stuff
you want to buy
I miss my workshops
sit here forever
and I leave
yeah, I leave what -you- want behind
You want what I thought I'd never sell
so I didn't bring that along
I've only got so much car space
oh please be jerking my chain!
But Justify-
Justify me!
Justify-
Justify me.
Based on INXS's 'mystify me'
Brought on by sitting in the cold for too long.
writing,
song