Thursday, November 29, 2012

Big Bang


They say the big bang brought us here
And we didn't get a piece of the action
Always late for email and Michael Jackson
Found two white socks under the dryer
Reapply and reply, my windshield found a flyer
Are you even my friend?
Big bang on Facebook and untag myself
Were you there? Shit must have been insane
Cosmic copulation. Hydrogen and hydroplane.
Top gear bursting out and galaxies
And all that gas and hailing taxis
I guess we really are close.
Bubbling to the surface and organic
Steamed dumplings and wontons
Perfect spoken French bon-bons
You're such a pervert, and it upsets you.
Dirty. Lifting off nature's dress--true.
Your building neighbors are brutes, all that noise.
But still we're all family see--
Don't forget about replacing your zinc after sex
Farmer's market has the best goddamn eggs
McDonalds soda, red and yellow fries
Excuse me I burped, and salt and bleach and dyes
Little bang in the mirror, I hit a squirrel.
Remember the kids in the playground
Getting kicked in the chest too
Candles used to be nice, orange and blue
Smoky drawing rooms and whipping boys
Mercedes Benz and removing your vibrating toys
Coffee bean smells, mitochondria in your cells.
Tiger's hole-in-one, and Berlin wall came down
Tell them John Doe gets whacked again
Poker face, chips and bombs in Spain
SARS and Michael Phelps' gold had me scared
Botox and menopause dating, weed shared
Vegetarians are running with their iPods.
We're playing music on stage under the stars
Jenny Craig and silver no calories in the can
Obama did it and didn't Strauss-Kahn
Isn't it nice out today, total Marxism
Scratch-and-sniff Pink Floyd album's prism
Gay pride, New York's towers.
Man in the moon killed Superman
And Radiohead and Yahoo blew up
Google swine flu and please speak up
And Africa has such wonderful animals
Wall street saints and criminals
The oil is there just dig.
Millenials are out looking for jobs
We did it in her roommate's bed, clean sheets.
Starbucks for free wifi and good eats
Forbes' richest one hundred
50 cent can buy you street cred'
Sammy and Sinatra, Bhangra and Oprah
Let's go take a road trip down south
Ecstasy at raves and Jim Crowe
Gosh darn traffic's moving too slow
Cutting down the giving tree
Walking on the bed of the sea
The big bang came and time was up.

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