one of the older gentlemen here at the center gave me $7 for lunch, which is very sweet (although he did say i was his number one girl!), but i'm going to do the taoist thing by passing it along and buy my intern lunch, if and when he shows up today....found money like that should always be passed along to benefit someone else.
and i've been listening to the gym class heroes' album "as cruel as school children" a whole bunchy-bunch lately. there's one song, shoot down the stars, with some good lyrics and a positive message (made it my default song on myspace), which is the same thing i've been trying to spread around here the past few days, so here they are for everyone to enjoy:
current mood: positive
current noise: "shoot down the stars" by gym class heroes
and i've been listening to the gym class heroes' album "as cruel as school children" a whole bunchy-bunch lately. there's one song, shoot down the stars, with some good lyrics and a positive message (made it my default song on myspace), which is the same thing i've been trying to spread around here the past few days, so here they are for everyone to enjoy:
'81 was the year shit hit the fan in a major way
A sad day for aspiring artists
Almost 20 years after the fact I'm still on my hustle
Diggin' graves for aspiring artists
Pushing daises up
And never compromised the art to make a crowd clap
been Shitted on since the first show
But we turned feces to fertilizer
So when you diss it's just food for the flowers to grow
Sold 15 plus out of backpacks, no trunks
Too young to drive
put live hip hop
in the ears of upstate kids that thought rap was past tense, hence the last name
Got name for playing basements and such and making songs that our friends loved
And when the fish bowl got too small to hold the goldfish
We filled our gills with water and ripped that mother fucker like
[chorus]
So take a step back
And a breath in
Let it out now
Put your chin up
You can do it tiger
You a man now
livin your dream it's time to do the best you can now
we break ourselves down
And build ourselves up for disappointment
How fragile we are
So fragile we are, we just don't show it
We'll shake up this town
And shoot down the stars for our enjoyment
So sexy we are
So sexy we are, we just don't know it
This is what you wanted right?
How many nights were spent pouring out your guts dummy?
How many punishments endured for fucking up in school?
How many teachers proved wrong by writing songs instead?
My point exactly
But you knew you had a spark, didn't you?
Something producin' to the dreams your pop's dreams lent you
Stayed focused when nothing seemed to make sense
Stealing verses with that cassius clay confidence
Sometimes you stubborn as shit, that's the McCoy in you
You learned to be a man without losing the boy in you
Just do your thing man
[chorus repeat]
current mood: positive
current noise: "shoot down the stars" by gym class heroes
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