Ain’t no rainbow
At the end of your pot of gold ✏️ 🎤 🎵
DIY?
No, I’d rather die. ✏️ 🎤 🎵
Ain’t no rainbow
At the end of your pot of gold ✏️ 🎤 🎵
Every surface an ad
Every space a hotel ✏️ 🎤 🎵
Two’s a crowd ✏️ 🎤 🎵
We are slaves of freedom ✏️ 🎤 🎵
I am a punishment for gluttons. ✏️ 🎤 🎵
Line from “Citizens” currently striking me: “Everyone born is illegal when love is the law of the land.”
A quatrain ahead of Mother’s Day:
Thoughtfulness requires thought.
It’s not a thing that can be brought.
So quit your feeling all distraught
And take a sec to think.
Sometimes it’s hard to wake up
Sometimes it’s hard to sleep ✏️ 🎤 🎵
I am the In-Betweener:
I’m never satisfied.
Is that I’m keener,
Or am I just a bag of pride? ✏️ 🎤 🎵
Alas, I’ll be in Vegas
For the tenth or eleventh time ✏️ 🎤 🎵
But Lord, I had noble pretexts! ✏️ 🎤 🎵
Jane Doe?
I never knew her ✏️ 🎤 🎵
What shall we do with the decaf tea?
What shall we do with the decaf coffee?
Nobody drinks it except me
And if I drink it, I can’t sleep ✏️ 🎤 🎵
“Should” is a word with real, live uses
Granted, it’s seen its share of abuses ✏️ 🎤 🎵
I wanna do everything
Without doing anything ✏️ 🎤 🎵
“What does that third switch control?”
“I thought you knew!”
“I don’t know!” ✏️ 🎤 🎵
You know what I need?
A MacArthur grant
I’ve got the genius
I just need the cash ✏️ 🎤 🎵
May you enjoy it
Even though I know you don’t enjoy it ✏️ 🎤 🎵
Buildings have walls
Only by necessity ✏️ 🎤 🎵
I tend to hold in tension my intentions with your own ✏️ 🎤 🎵
I do what I can
I can what I do ✏️ 🎤 🎵
(h/t Carla)
Crosby, Stills, and gnashing of teeth
Wanna keep the young away
It’s not that I don’t wanna fight no more,
It’s just that I had a bad day. ✏️ 🎤 🎵
One step closer to nowhere ✏️ 🎤 🎵