searching through all my old files, I came across some lyrics that my fraternity brother wrote for this song we performed in college.... Now I remember performing this on stage with him, and remember that it was a pretty damn embarrasing moment for both of us, considering that I couldn't memorize it, and was reading off a piece of paper. Anyway, after reading it, I thought it was pretty good, and thought provoking.. So here goes:
look at JONNY standing over there like he's the man
headed nowhere quick without a care without a plan
fighting life because nobody made him understand
life's being wasted when you never give a damn
lost in this world - without a loving helping hand
adding pain to this ever wasting troubled land
It's all full circle if he lives to be named dad
karma raining hard taking all he could've had
born in hell - flames distort the scars from distant past
no love - the seed was sown too late to take him back
father nonexistent mother's always high on hash
brother lost the battle now he's on the same dark path
shadows overwhelming - feeling taken by this trash
wicked fear surrounds him now he's really gonna crash
mobs embrace the boy leaving questions - can he last?
answers short supplied - no one cared to answer back
This story's understood by this LISA who's a girl
who never got the chance - no ballerina never twirled
in this hell she dwells now the pains her only pearl
bruises caught my eye not her golden brown hair curls
clouds surround her - storms engulf her mystic infant world
she fights her demons off jousting like excalibur
mind raped with body, "Father stop oh please it hurts"
tear cataracts cause the visions to be blurred
lacerations to her heart diminish all self worth
Who's the dad? - JONNY and evil's all he ever served
Weight unbearable - "Let me leave!" is what she cursed
Slugs to her brain eased the trembles of her earth
Saw her chance to make remaining dreams come first
No more pain - soul escaped thunders felt from birth
Ending life, cause life only offered her the worst
no lies - Philippians 1:3 the verse
(Lisa)
I thank god every time I remember you
I would have fought for your life had I known the truth
I thank god every time I remember you
Stay strong my youth you're gonna make it through
the young shall flourish if they're given one more chance
if we fight to ease the future then they'll never feel our past
we're blinded by distortions fearing children and their wrath
children struggle living life as soldiers - now they're trapped
keys to these chains lay right within our hands
never stopping - we run and learn to take our cover fast
how could it be that we put our children last
selfish mother #$!*'s never want to give much back
All they want to do is get their hands on the cash
Tortured souls left behind now they fire - blast!
Powder fills the air - shadows cast by the flash
Devil packs from youth made this infant be so rash
Afflicted by our past let's just give them one more chance
Help our kids discover life maybe even laugh
Give the children love cause it's all that ever lasts
If the fury never ends -we'll never learn from our past
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Of course when you have some little fools standing up on stage pretending they are rappers, of course you are going to laugh... but i think it takes some talent to write something like this... I keep trying to think what was going on my friend's mind when he wrote this, but... anyway.... :)
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