away from the pain, of exclusion, privilege and
discrimination
Funnily enough, this was next song to play… after Teen Spirit here
That page was a follow-up to the first roasting of the inclusivity page.
Why Funny?
The lyrics, of course!
The Man Who Sold The WorldÂ
We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn’t there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago
Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You’re face to face
With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
We walked a million hills
I must have died alone
A long, long time ago
……
feels like we are unseen + ignored
Friend? really
That feels more like it!
We want to CONTROL everything!
We want to sell away your WORLD
While it was still there
Lost before,
Stay alone,
Don’t make friends
Oh, you still here?
What’s your name again?
And then
Heart Shaped Box
She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak
I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks
I’ve been drawn into your magnet tar pit trap
I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn black
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey
Wait
I got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Your advice
Your advice
Your advice
eyes me like a Pirahna when weak!
With care/love like this
You lock me up and abuse me
I’d rather have cancer
Than have you treat me like this
For you to ignore or say:
“Call the police on him!”
“Call the police on them!”
“Just ignore him!”
“Just stay Inside”
“Call the police on him!”
“He won’t really kill you”
So much for warm referrals.
and then Lithium. You wouldn’t read about it! Except you are, right now!
Lithium
I’m so happy ’cause today I found my friends
They’re in my head
I’m so ugly, that’s okay, ’cause so are you
Broke our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care
And I’m not scared
Light my candles in a daze
‘Cause I’ve found God
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m so lonely, that’s okay, I shaved my head
And I’m not sad
And just maybe I’m to blame for all I’ve heard
But I’m not sure
I’m so excited, I can’t wait to meet you there
And I don’t care
I’m so horny, that’s okay
My will is good
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I like it, I’m not gonna crack
I miss you, I’m not gonna crack
I love you, I’m not gonna crack
I killed you, I’m not gonna crack
I like it, I’m not gonna crack
I miss you, I’m not gonna crack
I love you, I’m not gonna crack
I killed you, I’m not gonna crack
I’m so happy ’cause today I found my friends
They’re in my head
I’m so ugly, that’s okay, ’cause so are you
Broke our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday, for all I care
And I’m not scared
Light my candles in a daze
‘Cause I’ve found God
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I like it, I’m not gonna crack
I miss you, I’m not gonna crack
I love you, I’m not gonna crack
I killed you, I’m not gonna crack
I like it, I’m not gonna crack
I miss you, I’m not gonna crack
I love you, I’m not gonna crack
I killed you, I’m not gonna crack
Cos there ain’t no warm referrals
ArgH drives us crazy, into our heads
At least your actions are,
Breaking mirrors doesn’t hide the truth
Had Him before, actually.
All the haircuts most of us can afford
being paid $8 an hour by Argyle
We have taken the crap n scraps way too long
Ooh, at the Reconciliation Event!
Not so much these days.The lexapro, not lithium, kills it.
My Will is good,
But my body is so weak,
You make it weaker.
WEEK, by Torturous WEEK
I am a bit of a masochist
My back might be broken
I’m gonna keep yelling back
Not gonna kill ya,
I do miss real care, real love,
But I don’t bend over to bullies.
NOT GONNA CRACK!
Actually, out of my head
Onto this page
If we get Ugly,
Its ‘cos you forced us to
No more hiding behind lies
or fake policies (or real police)
We’ve seen the light
We’ve found God!
And a good cause!
And then came Black Hole Sun.
Equally appropriate, but I’ll resist my Urges!
Just like Renetta Can’t.