Who Are You?

Are you your job

A push button, a knob

Are you what you do for pay

Is life for you your working day

Are you a doctor, lawyer, engineer

Is just being you something you fear

Are you part of the machinery

Not awake to life’s scenery

Don’t you know what’s in your heart

Don’t you know what sets you apart

Don’t you want to explore your mind

Sample life, see what you find

Don’t you want to take a risk or two

Look at the everyday as something new

You can do it you know you can fly

You owe it to yourself at least to try

Don’t be just another spoke

Come on fella it’s time you woke

Hate the diet coke culture

Hate the diet coke culture

Fat guys in shorts and sandals

Watching American Idol

Tubs of pop corn bought during movies

Using the internet to spew racism

Gossiping about co workers

Agonizing over trivialities
(While)

Simplifying the complex

Gas guzzling cars driving two blocks

Public transportation cut some more

Plastic cups

Beer commercials (no one fat there)

Advertising

Loud music booming out of cars

Cars with patriotic bumper stickers

More and harsher punishment as the answer

Resentment over social services

Making taxes the ultimate evil

Blaming the victim

Sequels, sequels, sequels

How many calories can we stuff down our fat faces

Wretched excess

Overrated lists

Being told to get over it

Yuck!

The Cynic’s Dance

Being a cynic is easy

Choose it and life is breezy

Deny, reject, just say no

Negativity is the way to go

It’s bunk! It’s lousy! It’s a sham!

Whatever it is you don’t give a damn!

Don’t bother believing or even trying

What’s the point, we’re all dying

Hope, faith, belief are too hard

Better be tough don’t let down your guard

Nothing will get better, but what’s it to you?

You’ve taken the easy way out -- yahoo!

Groovin’

Long naked Sundays

Wrestling with the floor

Finding I can’t replace

The girl who lived next door

Betting on the ponies

Is something I never did

I guess I was just too busy

Exploring my ego and id

The tapping on the window

Of a women most forlorn

Should have clued me in to realize

There were reasons I’d been born

Camping in the backyard

On stars and moon so bright

Caused a wonderful sensation of wonder

And a sense that all was right

The laughing from the pool hall

And the battering of the ram

Are clearly signs of bliss

And a confidence in who I am

So I return to my youthful visions

Of a world that must improve

I decide it’s high time

That I get into the groove

Upper Case Ps

Pristine Perfection

of Pretty

Pink Posies

Put

in a Pot

and the Poet Provided

Precise Plays

and

Purple Prose

for

Pleading Plucky 

Professors

who

Place Particular Pleasure

in 

Popularity

Pleasing Priests who

Prefer

Papists be

Punctual

or

Porridge is Proffered

(Publish Post!)

Modern Life

Evolution

Revolution

Nothing provides the solution

Everything changes

Nothing changes

New technology

But a messed up economy

People ignorant not learning

Staying at home not earning

Struggling to get by

Just livin’ till the day they die

Think think think

It’ll make you cry

Lots of drugs and liquor

A society getting sicker

Rich white men don’t care

Make it so life stays unfair

Everything changes

Nothing changes

Violence and guns everyplace

People up in each others’ face

Dying too too soon

Yeah the same old tune

Everything changes

Nothing changes

Anger, anger all the time

Often leads to still more crime

Everything

Nothing 

Changes

Huh!

Used to Be

It’s difficult to imagine now

But I came from humble beginnings

Before I was somebody

I was a nobody

Just like you

Yeah, I used to be nothing special

Now I’m it, baby

I’m the man

I’m what’s happening

The chicks dig me

I’m what’s it all about

I’m hep

With the in crowd

Yet I started out just like you

Just a dude

A guy

Another bloke

How things change

If you just

Just

Let your imagine

Take charge