Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Interlude

These are our demands:
We want control of our bodies.
Decisions
will now be ours.
You can carry out your noble actions,
We will carry our noble scars.

Reclamation.

No one here is asking,
No one here is asking,
But there is a question of trust.

You will do what looks good to you on paper,
We will do what we must.

-Fugazi

3 Comments:

At 12:55 PM, Blogger Malach the Merciless said...

I am a patient boy
I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait
My time is like water down a drain
Everybody's moving,
Everybody's moving,
Everybody's moving, moving, moving, moving
Please don't leave me to remain
In the waiting room
I don't want the news
I cannot use it
I don't want the news
I won't live by it
Sitting outside of town
Everybody's always down
Tell me why?
Because... they can't get up
Ahhh... Come on and get up
Come on and get up
But I don't sit idly by
Ahhh...
I'm planning a big surprise
I'm gonna fight for what I want to be
I won't make the same mistakes
Because I know
Because I know how much time that wastes
And Function
Function is the key
To the the waiting room
I don't want the news
I cannot use it
I don't want the news
I won't live by it
Sitting outside of town
Everybody's always down
Tell me why?
Because... they can't get up
Come on and get up
Up for the waiting room
Sitting in the waiting room

Sitting in the waiting room

Sitting in the waiting room

Sitting in the waiting room

Tell me why?
Because... they can't get up

 
At 8:22 AM, Blogger Dr. R. Murk said...

Bitches can't hand with the streets...

 
At 2:11 PM, Blogger Captain Flak Paperpants said...

I'm back, bitch.

FUGAZI FUGAZI FUGAZI

 

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