OH! NO!
you're screaming again
OH! NO!
I'm shouting again
Oh NO!
You're walking away, walking away
Oh No!
kay.
Gotta get up, gotta get down,
Gotta be cool, gotta sleep round
I don''t even care what you have to say
Gotta be mean, gotta act nice
Gotta be lovely gotta face twice
You wouldn't listen anyway!
OH! NO!
you're screaming again
OH! NO!
I'm shouting again
Oh NO!
You're walking away, walking away
Oh No!
kay.
Monday, September 20, 2010
"La Nuit Est Pour Les Amoreux"
Oh this nighttimes so romantic,
Girl you make my heart beat frantic,
Every single time you look at me that way.
And oh I'm praying don't be misleading,
I know it's hard when i'm misreading,
Into every single thing you say.
Oh girl, take me walking at night
You look so gorgeous in the moodlight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Be yours today and especially tonight.
Well it's after dark and we're in the park
and you walk a little slower and I talk a little faster
and I suddenly think to ask are you okay?
But then you don't reply, you just look at the sky
and when you start to cry, you ask me why
why is it all so far away?
Oh girl, take me walking at night
You look so gorgeous in the moodlight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Be yours today and especially tonight.
Girl you make my heart beat frantic,
Every single time you look at me that way.
And oh I'm praying don't be misleading,
I know it's hard when i'm misreading,
Into every single thing you say.
Oh girl, take me walking at night
You look so gorgeous in the moodlight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Be yours today and especially tonight.
Well it's after dark and we're in the park
and you walk a little slower and I talk a little faster
and I suddenly think to ask are you okay?
But then you don't reply, you just look at the sky
and when you start to cry, you ask me why
why is it all so far away?
Oh girl, take me walking at night
You look so gorgeous in the moodlight
I wish I may, I wish I might
Be yours today and especially tonight.
These Teenage Things...
Oh baby I know you don't mean to be such a whore
I know you just happened to be so-oh bored
Maybe I should stop trying to be
so obscure
Maybe I should sing about
that of which i'm sure
Such a teenage thing to have bugger all to do,
We'll go get smashed and then just crash
In the search for something new
Such a teenage thing to get piss on ya shoes
We'll live it up right now
cause we got nothing to lose?
Maybe I should grow up?
Maybe I should grow up?
I know you're dying to just feel something.
So you mess it up by just feeling up someone.
Maybe I should stop trying to be
so obscure
Maybe I should sing about
that of which i'm sure
Such a teenage thing to have bugger all to do,
We'll go get smashed and then just crash
In the search for something new
Such a teenage thing to get piss on ya shoes
We'll live it up right now
cause we got nothing to lose?
Maybe I should grow up?
Maybe I should grow up?
I know you just happened to be so-oh bored
Maybe I should stop trying to be
so obscure
Maybe I should sing about
that of which i'm sure
Such a teenage thing to have bugger all to do,
We'll go get smashed and then just crash
In the search for something new
Such a teenage thing to get piss on ya shoes
We'll live it up right now
cause we got nothing to lose?
Maybe I should grow up?
Maybe I should grow up?
I know you're dying to just feel something.
So you mess it up by just feeling up someone.
Maybe I should stop trying to be
so obscure
Maybe I should sing about
that of which i'm sure
Such a teenage thing to have bugger all to do,
We'll go get smashed and then just crash
In the search for something new
Such a teenage thing to get piss on ya shoes
We'll live it up right now
cause we got nothing to lose?
Maybe I should grow up?
Maybe I should grow up?
Here's To You, Jimmy Stark
Do, do, do, do you wanna play?
Come on outside, It's a lovely day
We could braid, flowers in your hair
We could chase away, all of our cares
But you stop, you turn, you look and laugh at me
Come on, Andrew, does it look like i'm three
Do you honestly think that this is gonna last?
You better learn to grow up really fast
Number thirteen's always late, I guess my life will just have to wait
I sit and I listen to this sad, old guy, Telling me his stories from days gone by
Nobody listens and nobody cares, Nobody even know's he's there
His wife can't remember him, his son thinks he's dead, He doesn't even know why he gets out of bed.
Times, they change and people never stay the same
God, I wish, I wish you had stayed
Flowers like memories, they lose their colour fade
Now you're gone and my tempers getting frayed
Do, do, do, you wanna stay?
Please, come on, just for one more day?
We could braid flowers in your hair
We could chase away all of our cares!
Number thirteen's always late, I guess my life will just have to wait
I sit and I listen to this sad, old guy, Telling me his stories from days gone by
Nobody listens and nobody cares, Nobody even know's he's there
His wife can't remember him, his son thinks he's dead, He doesn't even know why he gets out of bed.
Number thirteen, passed me by
It didn't stop I don't know why
This old man, he shakes his head
He goes home gets into bed
Number thirteen, passed us by
It didn't stop I don't know why
This old man, he shakes his head
He goes home gets into bed
I hope I don't end up like him
Come on outside, It's a lovely day
We could braid, flowers in your hair
We could chase away, all of our cares
But you stop, you turn, you look and laugh at me
Come on, Andrew, does it look like i'm three
Do you honestly think that this is gonna last?
You better learn to grow up really fast
Number thirteen's always late, I guess my life will just have to wait
I sit and I listen to this sad, old guy, Telling me his stories from days gone by
Nobody listens and nobody cares, Nobody even know's he's there
His wife can't remember him, his son thinks he's dead, He doesn't even know why he gets out of bed.
Times, they change and people never stay the same
God, I wish, I wish you had stayed
Flowers like memories, they lose their colour fade
Now you're gone and my tempers getting frayed
Do, do, do, you wanna stay?
Please, come on, just for one more day?
We could braid flowers in your hair
We could chase away all of our cares!
Number thirteen's always late, I guess my life will just have to wait
I sit and I listen to this sad, old guy, Telling me his stories from days gone by
Nobody listens and nobody cares, Nobody even know's he's there
His wife can't remember him, his son thinks he's dead, He doesn't even know why he gets out of bed.
Number thirteen, passed me by
It didn't stop I don't know why
This old man, he shakes his head
He goes home gets into bed
Number thirteen, passed us by
It didn't stop I don't know why
This old man, he shakes his head
He goes home gets into bed
I hope I don't end up like him
Minties
Minties!
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! We're in trouble!
Better run away, I run away, better amscram on the double,
Don't wanna live my, live my, live my life life life in a bubble
Might as well, might as well I might as well get in trouble
(Oh I wanna)
Go out and dance in the rain
I don't care if you think i'm inane
I wanna go out and give it all I got
Here I come, ready or not
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! Let's get a-wasted
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! Let's get sheeutfaced
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! Let's go-oh crazy
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! Let's get in trouble
(Oh I wanna)
Go out and dance in the rain
I don't care if you think i'm inane
I wanna go out and give it all I got
What's the point in living? Whats the point in not?
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! We're in trouble!
Better run away, I run away, better amscram on the double,
Don't wanna live my, live my, live my life life life in a bubble
Might as well, might as well I might as well get in trouble
(Oh I wanna)
Go out and dance in the rain
I don't care if you think i'm inane
I wanna go out and give it all I got
Here I come, ready or not
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! Let's get a-wasted
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! Let's get sheeutfaced
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! Let's go-oh crazy
Oh-Oh! Oh-Oh! Let's get in trouble
(Oh I wanna)
Go out and dance in the rain
I don't care if you think i'm inane
I wanna go out and give it all I got
What's the point in living? Whats the point in not?
Saturday, September 18, 2010
"I'm Eighteeeeen and I Don't Know What I Want"
In a week I am fo shiz eighteen.
Holy Bearsauce! In a week I can
- go to gaol.
- rent any movie.
- buy alcohol
- get into any gig
- go clubbing
To think I will go to sleep on friday the 24th unfit and deemed too immature to do any of these things and over one night I magick myself into a mature responsible adult.
I don't feel eighteen.. I feel more like twelve half the time, I mean come on I still think i'm going to be a rockstar and do stadium shows while thousands of adoring fans lick my bootheels!
Maybe I never grew up..
Toss that, I know I grew up. I had too.
Holy Bearsauce! In a week I can
- go to gaol.
- rent any movie.
- buy alcohol
- get into any gig
- go clubbing
To think I will go to sleep on friday the 24th unfit and deemed too immature to do any of these things and over one night I magick myself into a mature responsible adult.
I don't feel eighteen.. I feel more like twelve half the time, I mean come on I still think i'm going to be a rockstar and do stadium shows while thousands of adoring fans lick my bootheels!
Maybe I never grew up..
Toss that, I know I grew up. I had too.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Character Definition
I sometimes think i'm quite simple. It's a nice delusion. Things rarely are simple. There's an even better delusion. Things are often simple and people often aren't, we don't like things being simple cause it means we have no other option, we know what we have to do, we just don't like it.. Simplicity.. Efficacy.. Contentedness can be a terrible thing.. I sometimes fear i'd be content being mediocre. Work 9-5 in a job I don't hate but don't love and live in some council flat.. My dad says i'm too clever to just go into some job.. I don't know.. I just don't think I have what it takes to go through university.. i'm terribly unmotivated, i'm trying much harder but it's not easy.. I need more sleep, things are easier with a good nights sleep..
It's scary, I'm almost eighteen.. I'm almost out of school. I am almost going to have to make seriously big decisions.. I hate making decisions, I never want to give a wrong answer, I'm always scared of the wrong answer. I'm so ambivalent it sucks, I need to get better at this, I need definition. Character Definition.
I am going to get better at this :)
It's scary, I'm almost eighteen.. I'm almost out of school. I am almost going to have to make seriously big decisions.. I hate making decisions, I never want to give a wrong answer, I'm always scared of the wrong answer. I'm so ambivalent it sucks, I need to get better at this, I need definition. Character Definition.
I am going to get better at this :)
Friday, September 10, 2010
I'd Like To Own A Bookstore.
I'd like to own a book store. Imagine it, one of those old, weird, musty brown bookstores with three floors, thousands of books, millions of words and INFINITE ideas. All that knowledge in one place, it's no wonder those bookstore owners seem a little off, it must warp their head a little, rub off on them bit by bit. I wonder if any book store owner has read all of them..
Books are incredible, I mean people think that like computers are so amazingly advanced but when you get down to it, the simplicity of a book beats it. Instant information, right there, just turn the page and it appears, no loading times, no processing speeds, no need for a connection to anything.
I want to read lots of books... I want to grow old and have this massive room just filled with old, yellowy, dog-eared books. I'd walk in and meet with minds like Homer and Dante, Dostoevsky and Dickens, Shakespeare and Chekhov, Shaw and Plato and lose myself in worlds, ideas, beliefs...
So, though I doubt I ever will, I'd like to own a bookstore.
Books are incredible, I mean people think that like computers are so amazingly advanced but when you get down to it, the simplicity of a book beats it. Instant information, right there, just turn the page and it appears, no loading times, no processing speeds, no need for a connection to anything.
I want to read lots of books... I want to grow old and have this massive room just filled with old, yellowy, dog-eared books. I'd walk in and meet with minds like Homer and Dante, Dostoevsky and Dickens, Shakespeare and Chekhov, Shaw and Plato and lose myself in worlds, ideas, beliefs...
So, though I doubt I ever will, I'd like to own a bookstore.
Sunday, September 5, 2010
School Report, Andrew 8yrs.
Well.
After my lovely, lovely sleep was so rudely interrupted by Mother Nature's version 7.1 of PMS ( "just like a woman" Bob Dylan) at 4.31 am, I decided to have a hunt through the wreckage that was strewn around the house and I found amidst some old medicines my school report from when I was 8.
It was interesting to read for me but for you i'll just bring out the highlights:
- Andrew uses voice expressively (still does)
- Andrew can speak confidently in all situations (Including some I shouldn't speak at all)
- Andrew is reading at 16+ year level (I remember them being annoyed I turned my nose up at the books they gave the class and insisted on Tolkein)
- Andrew has trouble listening with interest when others express their ideas (Their ideas always sucked, mine rule!)
- Andrew shows little interest in the muscial arts and is a distraction in class (I laughed at this one, you can too)
- Andrew often adds to much to his artwork and clutters the overall effect of his work (touché)
- Andrew struggles to mantain focus and work is often incomplete (that's not tr -)
- Andrew's sociableness, at times, impinges on the classroom programme and distracts from work.
Not too much change then :)
After my lovely, lovely sleep was so rudely interrupted by Mother Nature's version 7.1 of PMS ( "just like a woman" Bob Dylan) at 4.31 am, I decided to have a hunt through the wreckage that was strewn around the house and I found amidst some old medicines my school report from when I was 8.
It was interesting to read for me but for you i'll just bring out the highlights:
- Andrew uses voice expressively (still does)
- Andrew can speak confidently in all situations (Including some I shouldn't speak at all)
- Andrew is reading at 16+ year level (I remember them being annoyed I turned my nose up at the books they gave the class and insisted on Tolkein)
- Andrew has trouble listening with interest when others express their ideas (Their ideas always sucked, mine rule!)
- Andrew shows little interest in the muscial arts and is a distraction in class (I laughed at this one, you can too)
- Andrew often adds to much to his artwork and clutters the overall effect of his work (touché)
- Andrew struggles to mantain focus and work is often incomplete (that's not tr -)
- Andrew's sociableness, at times, impinges on the classroom programme and distracts from work.
Not too much change then :)
That New Blog Smell.
Andrew makes a blog!
So i've decided to blog, like fo shiz to blog. Not like that once in a blue moon crap, like every night when I should be having a life kinda blog!
We'll see how long this lasts.
So i've decided to blog, like fo shiz to blog. Not like that once in a blue moon crap, like every night when I should be having a life kinda blog!
We'll see how long this lasts.
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