Parent of the YearOh, yeah. "Parent of the Year"He jokes, because he doesn't realizeJust how special he isBut I know for a factThat none of his children could everSay anything bad about himEven if he screws upOr doesn't always say the right thingAt the right timeHe knows there's nothing a one-armed hugStarbursts and chocolateCan't fixTrying to be a motherAnd a fatherIsn't the easiest sacrificeIt's by far the most selfless thingAnyone has ever done for meI wish I knew how to tell himHow funny it isTo get him started on the mechanics of thingsAnd listen to him carry on and onTo watch him look for his sunglassesWhile they're on his headAnd hear him laughing at himself afterTo witness with fearThe childish mischief in his eyesWhen he discovers last years fireworks in the closetHe says all our friendsLike to come over"Because there's no parental supervision"He was the first to tell me"The worst thing you can do to yourselfIs worry about how other people see you"He obviously n
Static AnxietyDirty windows can't hideThis failure any longerThis homeIs a garbage mongerLike a ball and chainSwimming in city sewageYou wish, you wishI wasn't such a bitchBut Honey, life's a harlotIt gets around to everybodyHey nowIt's all roses and VDSo wont you take a trip with me?So we can forgetNothingBut put you offThey knowHappiness is always boughtI'm so lostFor words cannot expressScience declaredWe do not existAnd if you believe in one thingIt's anotherBecause the TV says soA generation that glowsEat out of microwavesSatellite x-raysAnd the children, they weepWith wine in their eyesTell me, wont you?Kiss me goodnight?I'm not stupidWe're just highSing me a lieWith lyrics that rhymeMake peace with the monstersThey tricked usPutting gas in police carsGiving their ordersSend me to a coffinI feel safe thereMy lover is awaitingYour dogs are hatingWhen the kids stop playingWe all...fall down...
Confessing The WolfOh, sighing starsAccomplices of the dreadful moonYour delusion is madnessDescending the deadwoodCreeping into my veinsHow I worship you so unwillinglyA rape of the soulAnd betrayal of sound mindAbandonment of the fleshSo horrid in thine naked eyeYet so sweetly do I embrace itFreedom found in such monstrosityCan only be condemned by hellfireAt point of holy steelAre their limits of understandingTheir foundations lain in fearOf the dust were we risenOf the grime beneath my nailsAnd I am unclean before theeThat I should be forsakenTo my father's demonsA hunt for the unholyBound by the murderous crossDrug into the feverish sunBeaten in the name of my GodTo be bathed in oilMercy me not in the realm of menTil I stand with blessed MichaelLet not the shrieksBrought on through incineration of fleshBe my ears' dying memoriesTo hear lastThe harps of HeavenAnd the lamb I shall caress
Sheltered ChildrenMy feet are throbbingGod, I hate my job and its mandatory high-heelsCan't kick them off in the elevator fast enoughOutside the apartment I fumble for the elusive keysThe neighbor kids are dancingAnother pop princess has stolen their father's moneyA small price to pay for their loveI guess the custody battle didn't work out in his favorAs I chill on the couch with my cigarettesI begin to think I really should kick this deadly habitThen the dancing stopsTheir mother is screaming at them againAnd it reminds me why I started in the first placeIf you've heard one lecture contesting self-expressionYou've heard them allMan, it really takes me backSo I tilt my ear to the wall and listen for the signalThree tapsI wince as the weight of my body imposes upon my sore feetGetting up and unlocking the door, I return to my place of slothfulnessA soft creak in the wooden frame soon followsGrace enters, pillow under armThe yelling next door continues, raising in volumeShe is the
MinutemenOur lives, they are not so simpleAs they were beforeFireflies have gotten fasterAnd the nights have gotten longerWhen we don't sleep at allMidnight was a magic hourThat no one knew we knewWe spent it storming castlesYou were the knight in shining armourAnd I was the dragon, it's trueYou killed me every time...Then the hour hand, it struck sixteenAnd turned them all into pumpkinsRight before our eyesOnly we could notSee it then; we stopped believingTurned in our playing cardsI kept the Queen of HeartsYou said "forever"We started playing doctorFor the very first timeYou killed me every time...We wandered, as children doWe pondered everythingAnd you found a jobAnd I found JesusThe real world rose up to meet usCars they needed too much gasAnd bills came faster than the food would lastA place where tearsDon't turn to diamondsAnd happily ever after, does not existIt kills me every time...To know what has beenBehind us the road turnsInto endless circles that