Archive for October, 2009

I don’t know why, but whenever I can’t sleep, my subconscious turns its efforts to constructing nice-sounding phrases. Annoyingly, sometimes my subconscious manages to get the attention of my main conscious train of thought, and I end up writing lyrics to songs that don’t exist yet. Here’s my latest effort, which I’ve formatted a bit differently to normal – the first syllable on each line matches to the first beat of a bar, to help you read it how I’d be saying it.

I’m always told I blaze a lot, and fuck it, yeah, I know it; I
smoke enough that really I should probably just grow it; at
2.8 it’s underweight, it might be oregano, well it
smells alright, it smokes alright, but how the fuck should I know? Cos’

it’s like a constant battle with the skunk that I puff, but it’s
rare I ever get that chronic high-grade stuff, and I’m
told it dulls the brain if you partake of it enough, so I
spit incessant prose to help my intellect stay tough.

But, blazed or not I bring no antisocial behaviour; in my
heart I wanna be the modern world’s final saviour, like an
atheistic Jesus, I’m a humanist inside, propa-
gate a peaceful race and we’ll have real cause for pride, cuz the

system’s broken so I’m toking to escape this shit, don’t you
dare suggest I’m joking, not one tiny little bit; I am
always scared of living, but that won’t mean suicide; we might
be stuck here for a while but human spirit won’t have died, and that’s the
truth.