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PuNkS
written by sarah1008709:30 PM 12/16/04If ever you walk down the winding path,
with the stench of bitter misery,
you'll see folk with a glint in their eye
They're dying to be free (from this life that they despise)
And they'll dance and they'll prance and they'll sing a merry song
They'll laugh and wank and fart and do it all night long
They'll drink a drop of whisky and they'll drink a little more
They'll finnish of their bottles and they'll throw them on the floor
The first time that i saw them, they had sunlight in their hair,
Laughter flowed over the breeze, they never had a care.
The dram it flowed so generous, tunes floated in the air,
I forgot all my mother told me, i had to get my share (and how i did)
They dug their little caves but they threw away the key, lonely in their caverns, they tried to entice me.
Suduced by all the laughter and a tipple of plenty to.
They tried to trick me, they tried to trick you too (they got us all)
I fell out of bed and i whacked my head, my eyes they opened wide,
These people dont fight anything, they only run and hide....
My dram spilleth over, and the truth i see so clear
Fear and insecurity, are all that dwelleth here.
Pretence, hate, inebriation thats no life for me
Now matter how i try now, i never will be free
(I'M BLEEDING FUCKED!) |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
My stroy of punkhood. I see it so clear. Deary me. Another song, good guitar riff to it. Lynch brothers.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Schizophrenic_broken (12-16-2004 - 09:46 PM)
| i love it. so cool dude/ette |
by Trapezium (12-16-2004 - 10:00 PM)
| This has nothing to do with any definition and/or form of punk. Has no structure. Yet again. *sigh* Some children never learn. |
by Genocide Reaper (12-16-2004 - 10:04 PM)
| If my best friend was dead. He'd be rolling in his grave at the site of this so called Punk poem. |
by sarah10087 (12-16-2004 - 10:22 PM)
| Lol. Once again you fail to grasp the concept. Its not an appraisal of punks, or an adoration...its slagging them off!! "these ppl dont fight anything , they only run and hide" Im glad that your friend would turn in his grave! |
by Trapezium (12-17-2004 - 04:33 PM)
| Yet again you fail to come to terms with the fact that slagging people off should be based on truth, otherwise it'll end up in your looking foolish.
Punks don't claim to fight anything, if you think so, then you obviously don't have a clue about stereotyping. |
by sarah10087 (12-19-2004 - 12:24 AM)
| Thats the whole point they dont fight anything!! They're an anomity, not in a good way. |
by Trapezium (2-13-2005 - 08:36 PM)
| You admit they don't fight anything, so why make such a song and dance over it?
Other stereotypes don't fight anything either. Like your stupid chav/prep ass. |
by sarah10087 (3-4-2005 - 12:40 PM)
| im not a chav/prep, i have no social grouping classification |
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