LYRICS
THE MEANING OF LIFE IS
(written 2008/recorded 2008)
i mean
it's like, like
you know
[life is a gigantic occupational therapy]
***
a putrid stench heralds your life
shit on your mother's hand
sleep and cry away the day
your parents run and pant
let your cup drop, wait and see
stumble ten thousand times
smile until the world will sneer
at you with all its crimes
***
"you shall learn to understand the
characters i'm writing on the
blackboard, hear me?
you shall learn to understand the
formulas i'm teaching
sermon that i'm preaching"
go out to play
scuffle all day
lube up with clay
learn how to bray
classify folks
shallow small talks
with those small dorks
right knife left fork
running through the rain at night
you betake yourself to flight
hide in a burrow
running down the forest aisle
side stitch and no further mile
hide in wads of smoke
live in fast food restaurants
fat absorbs preponderance
hide in a fryer
live at public swimming pools
summer is a fun for fools
hide under water
"who's that cute girl on the phone?
something's wrong, my sex hormone"
beat your meat
puberty spoils the party, say
different values do collide
priest and meat and sloth and pride
tread your creed
life seems so intransparent, say
"why's that cute girl all alone?
something's right, my sex hormone"
sheet your feat
puberty starts the party, say
different amours do collide
ann and kate and john and clyde
bleed your seed
life seems lovely decadent, say
***
"i love binge drinking
absolute alcohol, gee
i love booze-ups
lean back and down randomly
i discovered that continuous parties are my favourite pastime, so i'll go
(every social relation bases on mutual consumption of alcohol)
dressing up, love the mirror
dressing up, girls take more time
dressing up, scream of terror
dressing up, your eyes are made bigger than mine"
watch TV for hours, days and weeks and months and years and decades
hawk your attention
huckster your mind
press the button on the remote until all your sanity fades
keep your eyes open
stare and rewind
sitting in the sun in front of a
coffee bar next to your car
you need more time to consume all
opportunities, i mean, i mean
look for girls and look for boys, yeah
sitting in the metro with your
awkward headphones on your ears, listen
to some third-class shit
read silly magazines, i mean, i mean, i mean
look for curls and look for toys, yeah
***
[swot and grub and swot and grub and]
success – an MBA
show cap and gown
congrats to you
a peacock, a fop, and
yours is the world
into the bargain, a
good-looking bride
congrats to you
a flukey braggart
the flag has been furled
after the honeymon
you have become
a captive of
the world of work
overtime's now your home
"bring me back home"
***
"dear, you look so overworked
allow yourself a break"
pack your bags and
hurry to the airport
wait for the plane
sit in a narrow hotel room
watch the cockroachs
climb up the bed
get sunburned
as part of a
grill meat pile
"sangria, sangria
i was so drunk that for a wink i thought i was dead"
***
and oh, you forgot to admit
that you're in love with the taxman
at least it seems to be that way
in view of all the time you spend
to collect all the vouchers
sort all the documents
and optimise your tax return
and optimise your tax return, tax return
oh, you forgot to admit
that you're in hate with the taxman
there's always some-one to betray
there's always something to pretend
between you and the gougers
there's just a small difference
go optimise your tax return
go optimise your tax return, tax return
***
one of these days
you bought a piece of land
you plan to build a house
so as to save the rent
for you and your spouse
and for your daughter and son
now, spend the rest of your time
as a handyman
"can you spare me a dime?"
seems like you overstrained
you got to tighten your belt
your marriage gets so pained
"can you spare me a dime?"
***
hey - shop, shop, shop
until you drop, drop, drop
get into debt, debt, debt
naughty to fret, fret, fret
i say just wipe your pain away
just wipe your pain away
just shop your pain away
just shop your pain away
hey - springtime shopping
summer shopping
autumn shopping
winter shopping
earn the money
spend the money
consume and throw away
earn the money
spend the money
consume and throw away
***
henceforth, everything
went downhill, one last
defiant struggle
trying to relive
your youth, second spring
second-hand dreams, and
second-hand babes, and
second-hand truth, and
trip down mem'ry lane
trip down mem'ry lane
in the arms of your
bride again, again
in the arms of your
mother again, again
memory fades and
memory fades and
[first and foremost, you've been
easy prey in the eyes of the industry]
***
a putrid stench breaks up your life
shit on your nurse's hand
sleep and cry away the day
the curtain falls and that's your end
the fuss will soon go up in smoke
existence shapes up as
a short flash within nothingness
life's bitter laughing gas
the meaning
of life is
the meaning
of life is
kill the time until you die
kill the time until you die
kill the time until you die
kill the time until you die
every way is worth the same
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