Day 2

When i ramble i generally come up with something good to say. So today like any other day i will start with the random thoughts that pop into my head....Still waiting..... almost had something... Hang with me a sec... i can feel something good coming.... Ok. I know what I'll do. I will post some lyrics from a song or two that i have been writing for my up and probably never coming band. Its something at least

Dream Cut Short

Blissful dream sands are all blown away
Conscioiusness burns out a new day
Almost Almost Almost there
Forget my dreams and walk downstairs

Dream...
Cut short, it has no conclusion
Dream...
Go back to sleep and live your illusion

Blissful life sands are all blown away
Enlightenment burns out a new way
Almost Almost Almost there
My life my dreams and vacant blank stares

Dream...
Cut short, it has no conclusion
Dream...
Go back to sleep and live your illusion

A So-So Gangsta

I bet you were bad in a former life
back not satisfied with bein white
so you throw on your baggy jeans
and jump around when House of Pain sings

Well not really cuz they arent really rap
cuz to rap for real you gotta be black
not only that, your life had to be bad
a druggy mom and an asshole dad

You're so, A so, A so-so gangsta
So-so-so-so-so gangsta
You're so, A so-so gangsta
So-so-so-so-so gangsta

Who's got the time to write a song?
Write a song you can sing along to?
Not you, cuz you're too bizzy
Gotta Sell and smoke weed and say fo-shizzy

Congratulations yes you've managed to escape
the quiet life to which you cant relate
People are People do you see the irony?
They are real and you wish you werent me.

You're so, A so, a so-so gangsta
So-so-so-so-so gangsta
You're so,, a so-so gangsta
So-so-so-so-so gangsta

Hard times, sounds cool but it aint you
Thuggin is for gangstas, whats that a tattoo
Of Murder Inc. on your Irish shoulder?
Was life so bad you're ashamed of your culture?

So boring had to steal your experience?
Sprayin signs on moms white picket fence?
You're so lost you dont know where you're at
so-s0-s0. i just wanted to say that.

The Hand Of God

Im just sittin there, ok..
Sippin my triple shot latte
At the coffee shop in Detroit USA

And i'm feelin pretty good
And i'm feelin pretty cool
Till this bearded dude stands up upon a stool

and he screams
"I am...I am...I am The Hand of God"
"I am...I am...I am The Hand of God"

So I'm sittin there, ok...
Pissin my triple shot latte
I've got nothin clever left to say

I assume he's got a gun
and he reaches in his bag
Guess I'm gonna die in Detroit here today

And he screams
"I am...I am...I am The Hand of God"
"I am...I am...I am The Hand of God"

But the coffee girl
Steps out from the counter
she points to the door
and says even louder....

"Not in here, Not in here Not in here, You're not!"
"Not in here, Not in here Not in here, You're not!"

And she threw his ass out.