Thursday, July 03, 2008

Panic for the Junkpires

Mes freres, et mes soeurs,

Now see this:



Here are the lyrics to my brand new song, "The Wicked"

THE WICKED

I sleep all day
But I'm still tired
This world is like
A glowing wire
Reaching for that pure desire
Grasping my own hands on fire

It's free to start a habit
But you pay the price to kick it
Thrashing through that thicket
There's no rest for the wicked

Evening comes
The sun it bleeds
Leaking like some
Lonely need
I thought all
My slaves were freed
I found them drowning
In the reeds

It's free to start a habit
But you pay the price to kick it
Thrashing through that thicket
There's no rest for the wicked

Morning and
The dawn is green
Crackling like
Some cold machine
Curving on that
Cruel careen
Smashing into
Smithereens

It's free to start a habit
But you pay the price to kick it
Thrashing through that thicket
There's no rest for the wicked




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Be gentle in your sleepy hands on this world.
Be a killer in Heaven.

Love,
Joe Nolan

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1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

damn. those're some heavy good lyrics. my cello teacher always used to tell me, "there is no rest for the wicked", implying my inherent wickedness as a little girl for forgetting to stop for a beat or two. I always have wondered what the world would be like if Moses had drowned in the reeds...

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