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Still Alive I Survived


Here it comes

I going to be undone

I may have to become a nun

Just to deal with what comes.


Pressure building

Pressure cooker steaming

Hurry before everything starts unloading

Take cover the entire thing is exploding!


Am I alive?

Did I survive?

It’s hard to realize

Can’t recognize

Hardly can conceptualize

How I landed on the other side.


I thought that was the end

That my life would no longer spend

In the days of world without end

But now I have to bend

To live more days to spend

Until the end.


Smoke is clearing

Finished tearing

Aftermath still searing

Life is once again rearing.


A survivor am I

No matter what comes by

Thank God I’m still alive

Another day to enjoy life

Too bad the rest died.

RAH RAH TELL ME ABOUT IT!



Rah Rah tell me all about

The good life that you tout

Makes me want to pout

And throw you out.


I can’t seem to tell you

Don’t want you to feel blue

But this high living truth

Made me break a tooth.


I’m glad your life is great

But please give me a break

I just can’t bear to take

The constant tale of your fabulous fate.


Hear it constantly

Should that get me to believe

I can live that reality

You’re no better than me

Is that what you see?


First I need the chance

To do that money dance

Develop a romance

Maybe then I too can prance.


Until that day comes

Quit making me undone

By telling me relentlessly

How great your life’s become.


It makes me sad

Makes me mad

Thoughts get bad

Think I’m glad

You ‘re off more than a tad.


Let’s just keep it now and then

That way we can stay friends

Unless you have money to lend

That has no end

So I can live just like

My friend

Otherwise this has to end

And change to only now and then.

MISERY CAN'T BE SLEPT AWAY..DAMN!


Sleep away sleep away

Every minute of the day

Do you think that’s ok?

Only if you’re in the growing way!


1-2 hours fool that’s all you need

The rest of it must be from smoking weed

And a bad daddy who let you do as you pleased

Get up we don’t have time for you to disagree.


What? We’re just slaves of misery?

I don’t think I really disagree

But we don’t have time to get freed

So get up now we need to leave and get to Steve’s!


First we need to rake the leaves for Steve,

While babysitting Steve’s ridiculous niece

Knock down his hive of deadly bees

Take Bobby, John and Brian to little league

Plant Steve’s 100 acres with peas

Paint all those ugly eaves of Steve’s

And tear down Steve’s lot of sick dead trees.


Steve doesn’t pay much it’s true

But that’s the only work we have to do

Since all the corporations left for Baruu

There haven’t been any other jobs to do!


I miss the days of office work too

I felt much less blue it’s true

But those days are over nube

Those stupid politician fools

Left everyone seriously screwed

When US companies all moved to Baruu.


Hey, maybe we can move to Baruu

Go do the jobs we used to do

What? They’d kill us on site is that true?

Looks like there’s nothing more to do.


Forget it, let’s just go do what we gotta do

Maybe someday life here will improve

In the meantime we have to get on the move

Or we won’t even have Steve’s jobs to do

And then we won’t be able to buy food

And life will get even more seriously crude

So c’mon let’s get moving dude

No, sorry I’m out of weed too.