at the waterfront, this lively hour of the night, where the young people, who are so eager to grow up that they forget the things that never wanted to learn, roam, this is their hour.
and at the secluded part of the edge, this peaceful little hamlet of ours, you turn to me and say; “i don’t want to forget”
and in the deepest part of my mind i hear “of cource i’ll not deceive her, i’m not there, i’m gone”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PhOc0V-ES40
If I was a girl I would probably say something like ’oh make love to me bob dylan’, but since I’m a heterosexual white male I’ll just say ‘damn nigga dis song be dope’.
Bob Dylan – I Want You
The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it’s not that way,
I wasn’t born to lose you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
They wait for you.
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin’ from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
Now all my fathers, they’ve gone down
True love they’ve been without it.
But all their daughters put me down
‘Cause I don’t think about it.
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I’m not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there’s nothing she doesn’t see.
She knows where I’d like to be
But it doesn’t matter.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me, I took his flute.
No, I wasn’t very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I . . .
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
As I write this, the 9th of July turns into the 10th, and I am suddenly a year older. 21… I have always liked that number, for some reason I don’t know.
It was a while since I wrote something with substance in this blog: I guess youtube links and incoherent ramblings about stuff doesn’t count to you but fuck you, this is my blog and I write whatever the fuck I want.
So, you might ask yourselves, has anything interesting happened in the life of pandroid? Well, I have quit my job, so I’m unemployed right now. But don’t feel sorry for me, I hated that fucking place. All the reasons that made me stay there are gone, and I came to the conclusion that I only stayed there to have someplace to go to. Now, finally free from that place, I can now try to get on with my life, to find something better. And you know, everything is better than ripping people of on the phone. Fuck telemarketing. Never again.
But I shouldn’t be like that. I have alot to thank that place for. Before my time there, I mostly sat at home infront of the computer, only going out to get out to buy cigarettes or drinking with a few friends. Or to smoke pot. But then I got a haircut and a job, and I got to know a lot of different and wonderful people. And that was nice, but now that time is over and honestly, I don’t miss it. It’s time to turn a new page.
Now I’m going to sleep, then party like a motherfucking rockstar. Â Â