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Yellow Cat(Slash)Red Cat by Say Anything
I watch my yellow cat invade my red cat in the yard.
The feline war has raged for years
so I assume it’d be to hard
for me to drive my foot between them.
I would never risk the scratch
just to prove to one or both of them
a cat is just a cat.
Again, I watch my cousin Greg watch MTV inside his home.
He makes fun of the Hip-hop videos from the couch
he rides alone.
Snug in the cushion of his cackling he forgets his looming doubts.
He has relied on this for years;
you will not yank the carpet out. No, no.
These are my friends.
This is who they have been
for always.
These are my days.
This is how they stay.
Hey, hey. Hey, hey.
Okay, check this out
I watch this dude each night, same table,
who creates and crumples up.
His eyes are wide from sipping endlessly
his endless coffee cup.
He feeds me quotes, that lonely goat.
I watch him grazing by himself
I will not stop him when he rambles;
I’m becoming one myself.
Lou is bugged and shot up with drugs.
He sweats this bird he hardly knows.
All that he wants is to see someone he respects
without their clothes
so like some hybrid mother/lover
she’d soothe and heal his wounds
and kiss them dying ears so softly
that the reaper stops to swoon. Oh Please..
These are my friends.
This is who they have been
for always.
These are my days.
This is how they stay.
Hey, hey. Hey, hey.
I watch my neighbor’s son
play with his shotgun in the street.
I think I’ll blaze all day and marvel
at the mess of food I eat.
It’s strange; I’m skinny when I’m standing
but I’m Buddha when I sit,
and if I’m truly so enlightened
why’d I waste the time on it?
as I look back at countless crossroads
and the middle where I stay,
right up the beaten path to boredom
where the fakest fucks get laid
by the faux-finest finds It’s been that way
and god damn you, how you stay,
with every scummy, crummy hour
of every scummy, crummy day.
These are my friends.
This is who they have been for always.
These are my days.
This is how they stay. Hey, hey.
These are my friends.
This is who they remain forever.
This is how we stay.
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey... hey
Hey, hey.
IT'S A PIZZA PARTY!
GRANDMA'S BOY
My Name Is Earl, Family Guy, Robot Chicken, Scrubs, That 70's Show. Other Shit.
SOUTH OF THE PUMP HOUSE BY LES CLAYPOOL, THE END OF DAYS BY ZECHARIA SITCHIN AND ANY KURT VONNEGUT BOOKS
Heroes will inevitably let you down in the end.