seven am;
the garbage truck beeps as it back up
and I start my day thinking about what I?ve thrown away
Could I push rewind
The credits traverse signifying the end
But I missed the best part
Could we please go back to start

-forgive my indecision-

{then again you?re always first when no ones on your side
{but then again a day will come when I want off the ride

Eleven am
By now you would think that I would be up
But my bed sheets shade the heat of choices I?ve made
And what did I find
I never thought I could want someone so much
?cause now your not here and I?m knee deep on that old fear

-forgive my indecision? I am only a man-

{then again youre always first when no ones on your side
{but then again a day will come when I want off the ride

Twelve pm and my dusty telephone rings
Heavy head up from my pillow who could it be
I hope its you

We could live in a house outside of town,
we could build our own version of society,
well…there’d be no one to answer to
and complicate our lives,
we could be
the epitome of self sufficience.
Time to pay! To pay!
Time to pay; you’ve got to pay me!
Why should I?
Why should we pay for your mistake?
To carry on.
Why should we carry on your false integrity?
When you’ve shown us that you
can’t even keep your nest clean.
So far we’ve put finacial gain
ahead of human needs,
quality of our lives should be prioritized.
Time to pay! To pay!
Time to pay; you’ve got to pay me!
Why should I?
Why should we pay for your mistake?
To carry on.
Modify your version so we can carry on.
To carry on.
To be conclusive,
I’d like to say,
you’ve done a super-fine job with your display.
I see now that you cannot comprehend
what it means to respect your life and then some!
To be rich, that would be great.
No, but it doesn’t mean POO-POO without your nest!
So why should I pay for your misake, man?
Why should I?
Why should we pay for your mistake?
To carry on.
Modify your version so we can carry on.
To carry on.

What if your brain,
unexpectedly and suddenly,
picked out things to flip around
and view a lot differently?
What if blue sky,
all of a sudden turned a purple hue?
We would shit a brick the size of all of it…
what if?
What if I was just daydreaming?
What if I lived in a pear?
What if my watch read 4:20 every hour, every day?
You can bet your dollar I’d be happy!
I forgot to remember;
I forgot to remember my pain.
Take me to your leader
or die by the fly guy!
What if mothballs,
hangin’ around too close to microwaves
suddenly woke up and said,
“Take me to your leader
or die by fly guy!
He’ll push ya’ out,
no wings attached!”
Just do as I say, no mistake,
he’ll blow away.
What if I was daydreaming?
What if I lived in a pear?
What if I had a mustard drenched cucumber
tied to my leg and I
did not want my pants to get dirty?
What if this, what if that?!
Go! I forgot to remember;
I forgot to remember my pain. Take me to your leader
or die by the fly guy!

I forgot to remember my…PAIN!
My pain!
Forgot to inject my…cocaine!
Forgot to apply my…rogaine!
Forgot to remember…my pain!
I never think, I never thought,
oh maybe I’m insane!
I think I like being
way the fuck out of my brain!
I forgot to remember;
I forgot to remember my pain.
Take me to your leader
or die by the fly guy!

On my way home, police car pulled me over.
After they left, I puttered out of gas.
Triple-A’ came, but my card was expired!
I had to walk home, and of course, it rained half the time.
I tried to get some shut-eye, then I was abducted!
They put cold things in my butt.
They sampled a bit of my D.N.A.
They left me on top of my sheets,
I dreamt I went potty, then woke up drenched in me.
This day sucked the hardest ever…
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.
A little bit less than nothing would go my way.
I got up to toss my soiled sheets,
the hallway was dark and I stubbed my big toe.
It was then that I sensed the irony (burning me),
then I heard the voice say,
“Come sail aboard S.S. Nepenthe!”
I suppose I’m to blame for getting pulled over.
I guess I’m the culprit for running out of gas.
Let’s assume I’m the guy who didn’t pay his ‘Triple-A’ fee.
In actuality, I let the zetas probe me.
Yesterday was all my fault.
I let negativity get the better of me.
Thank goodness for the bathtubs and suds!
They temporarily set free this quandary

A certain shade of green,
tell me, is that what you need?
All signs around say move ahead.
Could someone please explain to me your ever present
lack of speed?
Are your muscles bound by ropes?
Or do crutches cloud your day?
My sources say the road is clear,
and street signs point the way.
Are you gonna stand around till 2012 A.D.?
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
I think I grew a gray watching you procrastinate.
What are you waiting for,
A certain shade of green?
Would a written invitation
signed, “Choose now or lose it all,”
sedate your hesitation?
Or inflame and make you stall?
You’ve been raised in limitation,
but that glove never fit quite right.
The time has come for hand-me-downs,
choose anew, please evolve,
take flight
What are you waiting for?
A written invitation?
A public declaration?
A private consolation?