josh martinez – chickenshit lyrics
i’m alone like a stray dog in a park filled with ducks
i’m alone like a virgin in a city full of f-cks
i’m alone with my thoughts that aren’t as good as in the past
i’m alone with my words and stay silent til the last
violent shudders rack my backbone, muttering i’m at home
when i’m utterly submerged in this black zone
i’m alone when i leave a club go home and kiss my goldfish
to be atrociously rich, i’d have to suck d-ck and lose focus
everything i write i edit after meditating
it takes time to ferment before words can be intoxicating
invigorating like hot rocks and steam from a jet setting
the scene in motion like molten earth waves paving the ocean
all these people make my brain hurt
and when it rains the same shirt soaked the night before remains dirty
for it’s thirty plus centigrate
the skin begins disintegrating along with innovating ways of keeping cool
all i smell is sweat and the taste of drool
i guess hot is not as cool as it used to be
that’s news to my not knowing i’m not even wearing my own shoes see
and loosely swearing deeply caring for brothers soul bearing and pouring out their booze
i ask you “how else we supposed to know these hidden truths.”
revolutionary art is the evolutionary start!
we’re not enthused so we won’t play a part for fear of losing
my generation is desparately needing an infusing
of something soothing a transfusion if you will
let’s abuse this illusion and hollar till
we get our dollar bills back scholars still fill their knapsacks with kickbacks
so i’m lacking an education or at least a piece of paper that says
i’ve p-ssed and means nothing to me and my vast acc-mulation of this f-cking knowledge
outside of the closed doors of a f-cking monkey college
unless you converse in commerce or commute between computer cl-ss
or you neutered -sses in gl-ss lab flasks handling g-sses behind a white mask
then you got it made in the artificial shade
i’m a tarponds survivor, i’ve breathed a skyfull of pollution
yet i’d rather be famous than be a part of the solution
and when revolution starts let em all bleed cause indeed i’m the king of hearts
and my queen likes her screaming in between and not before never ever after
in the meantime in between time she cackles laughter
like a fiend in line for methadone
she needs to see excessive death whenever left alone
so off with her head, and now i’m bound to expound
it never hurts to spurt words to raise the ways in which the underground works
it’s so amazing. it’s always better before the lenses rays start invading
you hear it on the radio and still salivating
but then the waiting ends stations start creating hits in this tradition
now i can never watch tv cause i’m against full submission
i open windows and it rains, i guess that explains my engagement
to the windows of the soul in gold plated frame arrangement
we are the terminally ill, technologically advanced
permanently still and breathe heavy on the off chance
when i’m off in the distance waving my hands, hope they notice me
i’m standing in their wasteland, knee-deep in chicken sh-t and poetry
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