Saturday, August 30, 2008

ALL I WANNA DO....

Paper Planes - M.I.A.

THE WEEK ENDS THE WORST
WHEN I WANNA RAW OUT THE MOST
FEEL LIKE TAKING A RIDE AND MAKING SURE I CLIP A PEDESTRIAN
CUZ THEY OBVIOUSLY DON'T CARE
CONSIDERING THEY HAVE NO SIDEWALKS
SOMEDAYS I WALK OUT THE FRONT DOOR HOPING THAT THE FIRST THING
I SEE
IS A MURDEROUS MOB
ON A RAMPAGE OF LOOTING AND KILLING
SO I CAN THROW MYSELF INTO THE THRONG
MOST DAYS?
I WISH A GIANT METEOR WAS ON IT'S WAY TO COLLIDE WITH THE EARTH,
LEAVING MERE WEEKS TO LIVE FOR ALL OUR PLANETS INHABITANTS,
JUST SO GOING OUT FRONT AND RAWING
FROM THE FRONT STEP TO WHERE EVER
HOWEVER FAR I GET BEFORE CAPTURED
OR KILLED
LIKE WHY CANT U WALK OUTSIDE AND SLAP THE FIRST LAME YOU SEE
AM I WRONG AND IT'S NOT AMUSING TO FILM
HOMELESS BUMS FIGHTING
FOR THE 5 BUCKS YOU OFFERED BEFORE
YOU STARTED FILMING....
IS IT A BAD THING THAT THE SPILLING OF BLOOD
REAL, IMAGINED, OR HOLLYWOOD
MAKES ME SMILE?
AND IF IT IS WHY?

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