Bury Your Fucking Secrets


Break
November 2, 2007, 4:21 am
Filed under: Love, Reflection, song

And her lovely sodden lashes bore the woebegone lament
Of what she fell for in her fixation
With her unsuspecting trusting
And deluded mind
She hadn’t known
His main objective was unfeeling
And his heart was made of stone

When he told her she was beautiful who was she to say that
He was being insincere
Or that soon enough he’d disappear
And shatter her?

Never truth
But he was always so convincing
With his captivating words
Saying all the things
She’d only wished she’d heard

Well she thought she had it figured out, they would love each other now
And near forever
Or at least they’d be together
For a couple months

When suddenly
He changed his mind and broke her trust and
Her heart more importantly

Well I’m laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone
Going home
Where my memories and regrets aren’t bleeding me
Cheating me
Going home

And her lovely sodden lashes bear the woebegone lament
Of what she fell for in her fixation
And everything about it makes her shudder through her sobbing

As she tries to form the words:
I am broken I am broken
But they never shall be heard



Catastrophic Fetus
November 2, 2007, 4:09 am
Filed under: Funny, Semi-Fiction, song

Mommy and Daddy were in the mood
They were ready for some loving
The nasty was their favourite thing to do
But they didn’t see you coming

Mommy got sick and Daddy got mad
They decided to get checked
Shoulda seen Mom’s face and you can’t imagine Dad’s
When they found out they were fecked

You’re a catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus

Oh, what to do, well what to do?
“It” can’t stay here for long
You were just a microscopic dude
Who knows where you could’ve gone?

A doctor, a lawyer, or an astronaut
You could have been in the Ice Capades
Instead, who cares whether or not?
Your life would have sucked anyways

You’re a catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus

You’re a catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus

Come on in, the vacuum’s fine
Come on in, the vacuum’s fine
Come on in, the vacuum’s fine
Come on in

Mommy and Daddy ain’t in the mood
And they won’t be for some time
It’s nasty what they’ve done to you
But at least you stalled her sex drive

You’re a catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus

You’re a catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus
Catastrophic fetus



Osama’s Workin’ (Part Time)
November 2, 2007, 3:21 am
Filed under: Funny, Semi-Fiction, song | Tags: , ,

Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’… at KFC

Everybody’s going round acting so crazy
I just wanna watch TV and sit here really lazy
But all they got on is the news which I don’t wanna see
And Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC

Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’… at KFC

Laden’s gone a-missing, they don’t know where he is
He’s probably got 50 wives and 50 million kids
They think he’s in the mountains but they’re not sure totally
‘Cause Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC

Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’…

Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’ part time at KFC
Osama’s workin’… at KFC