Friday, May 15, 2009

Strobe lights beam. Create dreams. Walls move, minds to do. On a warm San Francisco night

I am EXACTLY where I imaged myself to be a month or so ago..that always feels great...
* Green Day's new album RULES!!!!!!!!!!! She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies Right in her hand She is paranoid like Endangered species headed into extinction She is one of a kind She's the last of the American girls She wears her overcoat For the coming of the nuclear winter She is riding her bike Like a fugitive of critical mass She's on a hunger strike For the ones who won't make it for dinner She makes enough to survive For a holiday of working class She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated. She won't cooperate She's the last of the American girls She plays her vinyl records Singing songs on the even of destruction She's a sucker for All the criminals breaking the laws She will come in first For the end of the western civilization She's an endless war Like a hero for the lost cause Like a hurricane In the heart of the devastation She's a natural disaster She's the last of the American girls She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies Right in her hand She will come in first For the end of western civilization She's a natural disaster She's the last of the American girls

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