PolarLava::Blog

The Hit

When the light in town fade down
And the winds of the north subside
You had better hide yourself from my eyes
Don't try to run, I'll get a gun
And I see no reason why I should not fire
'Cause I'm crazed, insane and slightly depraved
So you better not get in the way

There's nothing to say
You had  your chance
I told you to stay away
I'll have lots of fun
Watching your blood run
As your life slips away
A kick in the face
To add a little more pain
No more days
I've put you in your place

2/16/1982

The Suicide Twins
(Going for the Golden Glory)

Late at night, they wanna fight
Gotta sound, a kind of twisted sound

Gotta move this town
Gonna tear it down
I see you're nothing —to help us out tonight
But you're a sound
You're good and loud
You kind of pound
Leaving hindsight
You're kind of proud
You wanna die
Ya gonna fly
Gonna trash this town tonight!

Ain't no sin, you gotta win
You're the suicide twins…
Tonight!

Dig you hearts (out with a knife)
You're out of mind
Ain't got the time
'Cause you wanna die
Commit suicide
Tonight!

To Stan & Gordy
2/16/1982

A Matter of Time II

I got up this morning, didn't go to school
Just sat around and cranked some tunes
Oh, don't be a fool, just take on your life
Don't live it for me or no one tonight!
Cause you'll have yours, and I'll have mine
We all know it's a matter of time

Take some drugs, change your mind
Take enough, get real high
Take too much, you're gonna die
You have yours, I've got mine
We all know it's a matter of time
Who knows when we'll die?

We could ask Ronnie Reagan, or maybe your mom
Ask Johnny Rotten, even a deposed Shah!
To bad about J.F.K., I don't think he knew anyway
We might ask God…if we see him soon
Lets build a bomb, we'll end it at noon!

2/9/1982

Contemplation

If you could see through my eyes
What kind of a world would you see?
If you could see into my mind
What would you think of me?

Lost in a musical dream
I can't cope with reality
Just another one, having fun
Toying with society

Just living life day by day
See no reasons for any other way
Someday we'll all pay
For things done in some yesterday

2/8/1982
2/15/1982 (verse 3)

The Lean

Never time for running around
As you sit and frown as the roof comes down
Always on the inside when everything comes down
Always on the outside when the sky is a falling dream

Under the lean, looking mean
Under the lean, always reamed

No one around to put you down
Bbut somehow you've found a way to be clean
So far away in an unseen movie
A word of a way to be free

Dreams seen

Even though, it don't look
Destiny is ruled by change
No need to go by the book

1/28/1982