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Wednesday, November 29, 2006

 

Dead Head Blues

No one's in the kitchen, but they got pasta on the stove.
No one's in the kitchen, but they got pasta on the stove.
I go on sitting and staring at them noodles getting hard and cold.

Marijuana in the main room, tobacco on the balcony.
Marijuana in the main room, tobacco on the balcony.
My friends are stuck in a cycle. They're acting just like me.

I used to roll burritos, but the boss man sent me home.
I used to roll burritos, but the boss man sent me home.
Now I'm smoking all my paychecks and talking on the telephone.

So throw my textbooks on the fire. I ain't learning, I'm keepin warm.
Throw my textbooks on the fire. I ain't learning, I'm keepin warm.
Getting high, watching cartoons: don't mean a soul no harm.

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Wow. I really like this a lot. Not quite sure why, but the title makes me smile because my dad is very much a Dead Head. I get a sense of apathy reading this, and I know that feeling all to well.
And if you ever want to record this as a song, I would be more than happy to sing it.
 
Feel free to do whatever you like with it.

Burn our copyright laws!
 
yes, please make this a song! i especially like the textbook burning part.
 
wonderful. i second alice's appreciation for the textbook burning line.
 
Burn our copyright laws! I agree. How do I post my comments in blue like everbody else?
 
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