song

I told her time and time again I loved her
That one person, to whom I never lied
But now she's gone from me and loves another
And I just want a quiet place to cry

The local bars are always far too crowded
And liqour's the last thing I need right now
I find a good cigar and I grab my old guitar
and head off to where I know I won't be found.

I smoke and play and sob until the morning
Then stumble home as tired as a dog
I'll soon be gone and no one will be mournin'
When I lose my mind into the growin' fog.

I lie awake and stare up at the ceiling
And through it to the sky, and then the stars
She could run to them, or to heaven or to hell
But if she ever needs me nowhere is too far

Now I know that I don't know too much about him
He's a dreamer and an "artist" I suppose
But I know he's cheated once, and I'm sure he will again
And I'll bet she's the last one to ever know.

Most of my life I tried to have no feelin',
To call anyone anymore than friend,
But her kiss, her touch, her eyes, they left me reelin'
and I cry because I brought that all to end.

He Is the Road Warrior Once Again!

So. I dunno about you all but I've been hacked at Mel Gibson for the Passion, and then outright pissed at the anti-Semitism.

But Becky has shown me something that redeems him.

Here's the trailer for Apocalypto.

When you get to the part with the monkey, start tapping the rewind button. You'll see what I'm talking about. Of course, if you're lazy, you can just scroll down since I put the image in this post.


















You lazy fuck.