Friday, January 20, 2012
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you can't shake the devil's hand and say you were just kidding.
the forefathers were too stuck up to even be british, manifesting a destiny of raw material and labour. and money. cashed in less than two hundred and fifty years later, the american people have been sold out. if all those indians didn't die, how could one be thankful over supper for the right to enjoy television and buy cheap plastic shit?
it's no mistake the devil is often personified as a business man.
the american dream is for people who are asleep.
if norman rockwell were alive we'd bitch slap him.
The positive element of kitsch lies in the fact that it sets free for a moment the glimmering realization that you have wasted your life.
-Theodor W. Adorno, Quasi una Fantasia
Sunday, January 8, 2012
alone in the garden
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punch the clock since you're too tired to punch your boss...
Well, I try my best
To be just like I am
But everybody wants you
To be just like them
They say sing while you slave and I just get bored
Haven't seen the sun weeks
My skin is getting pale
Haven't got a mind left to speak
And I'm skinny as a rail
Light bulbs are getting dim
My interest is starting to wane
I'm told it's everything a man could want
And I shouldn't complain
Conversation's getting dull
There's a constant buzzing in my ears
Sense of humor's void and numb
And I'm bored to tears
..Do you know what the people say?
Plucked from the garden
Of wretched beliefs,
I offer a rose
And smile with harmless teeth.
Then slick back my hair
You know the devil's in there?
Alone in the garden.
-Them Crooked Vultures