Father lied
And Mother …
She never disputed him,
NEVER!
She let him
Ruin the family,
So why am I here?
What did I do to deserve this?
All I wanted was for Gretchen and me
To be happy and my band to rock-
Is that such a big freakin’ deal?
Look at um over there in those
Goofy uniforms-
Who cares about um?
If I could I’d kill um all-
(Was I put here only to endure at the
Hands of madmen bent on domination;
Sadistic entrepreneurs of chaos)
I’ll show um,
I’ll get a gun and I’ll blow their heads off,
I’ll be a hero
And then everybody’ll wanna be me-

My h e a d hurts-
Mom said the drugs’ll kill me;
Ah, what does she know?
I feel alive when I’m high,
Like I could fly above it all,
Yah I feel like Hercules dude,
And I want to stand on a mountain
And cry out all the cool shit I’ve seen,
Oh yah …

L A D I E S A N D G E N T L E M A N

Have you been
Where I’ve been;
Where Eagles molt
And winds sculpt ridges,
Where sunlight reflects
Upon varying fleece,
Where keen fingers widen
On memories symbolic,

Oh yah I can feel it!
I’m like this big freakin’ onion man with
A treasure in the middle that don’t stink,
I’ll peel off all the layers of this lunacy
Until it disappears and then I’ll find,
Oh yah …
A pearl that’ll bring me peace,
Sweet freakin’ peace man,
And then I’ll get back on track
And I’ll be a famous poet
That everybody loves,
And my words will be wings
Flying high above all this crazy shit,
And cymbals will clash in celebration of me,
And I’ll be a legend ridin’ on the shoulders of heroes,
And horses will run boundless through mountains eternal,
And crowing winds will boast from towers made of pearl,
And sinners and saints will love one another,
And I’ll stand in magnificent shafts of light
And nobody’ll do freakin’ drugs anymore,
And I’ll write metaphors sculpted
In the hands of gods and …

Ohhhh
My head hurts,
Where are you Gretchen?
My life’s a shallow sound without you.
I miss you so freakin’ much baby,
I’m gonna show that bastard,
I’m gonna be what he said I’d never be,
And then I’ll win you back,
And then he’ll be sorry
For all his freakin’ lies

richard lloyd cederberg
8/09
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