Cracked

                              

                  
                    
                    Life is dirty
                    sometimes obscene
                   once you've waded in
                   you can never be clean

                   Life is hopeless thats a fact!
                   a fairytale thats totally cracked

                   But live it up,live it well
                   cause maybe heaven is just like hell
                   judging from earth who can tell

Falling

                   and I'm falling...

                   falling through city streets

                   and I'm falling through the places

                   where the past and future meets

                   I'm falling through lies

                   and stories I've been told

                   I'm falling through a truth

                   that my body couldn't hold

                   I'm falling through institutions

                   and every single belief

                   or they sort of fell past me

                   along with happiness and grief

                   and I'm falling through purposes

                   and the arms of the status quo

                   and though they sought to teach me

                   their reach in me wouldn't grow

                   I'm falling through ambition

                   and any badges of achievement

                   as I'm falling through the suburbs

                   and all other forms of berevement

                   Now I'm falling through the atmosphere

                   into outer space

                   far from this friendly planet

                   and every other state of grace

Deceptions Desired

         Acting,playing out parts

         desperately wanting needing

         seeking reaching out striving

         for the true quality essence

         the achievement of something

         that can't be verified or

         even proved as having any

         real or continuing value

         accomplishments fall down

         sand castles in a cosmic sea

         yet the illusions seem so real

         giving us the sense of power

         otherwise what is there?

Tourista

                   I'm watching the tourists

                   taking pictures of tall buildings

                   and posing with statues

                   smiling hysterically at the fact

                   and recording these choice moments

                   on their expensive Hi-Tech equipment

                   just what it was made for I guess?

Ray Baby

                                  

                   
                  

                  

                   Ray Baby with the pineapple nose

                   pants always down around his knees

                   dressed in soiled  and tattered clothes

                   This man about Van

                   hangs at cathedral square

                   and anytime rain or shine

                   you can find him sleepin or shufflin there

                   Whats his story whats his game

                   his alcoholic disfigurement

                   seems a mortal shame

                   But as Ray has been drowning

                   in those wounds that he's drunk

                   his ruined face can't fathom

                   the depths to where he's sunk

                   Hows it goin Ray?

                   Ray always answers "Wonderfull Man"

                   and theres that smile in his eyes

                   that I never really understand

                   Well anyway Ray I'm glad you're smiling

                   and heres a salute to you

                   though I know you'd forego the toast

                   and prefer to have the brew!

Marionettes

                   Puppets on a string

                   we can't do anything

                   Actors in a play

                   told everything to say

                   Characters in a book

                   given a stylized

                   theme and look

                   Puppets on a string

                   make believe everything

                   You thought you were

                   but its not real

                   not even what

                   you think and feel

                   You play your part

                   the show moves on

                   you cross the stage

                   and its all gone

The Fashionably Dead

                   We see you in the glossy magazines

                   on a ten page spread!

                   your fame increased fantastically

                   since you've become one of

                   The Fashionably Dead!

                   You had it all money,fame,and power

                   though ambivalence plagued you with dread

                   but now no more to worry

                   your place is secure in that Nirvana

                   of The Fashionably Dead

                   Yes even now thousands of fans,

                   in your place

                   would happily go instead

                   Oh just to be there in Glory

                   Oh just to be one ...

                   of The Fashionably Dead

                   So as you take the last pill,

                   or hold that barrel to your head

                   just remember it might just

                   make you an Immortal

                   Maybe even the new King

                   of the Fashionably Dead!