Wednesday, October 3, 2007
there was a boy who liked maths
but he gave up the path of infinty
he took the path of divinity
the path rejected him,still he tried to follow it
he walked and walked
he went down and down,until he reached hell
the devil at the door opened the gates for him
it was hell.......................
green and violet flames all around
there were houses around him
he heard screams from inside
the devil guided him to a cottage
he moved and walked over the oily carpet
a big bad devil was cooking something
she was stirring some green liquid in a cauldron
the devil at the door took him to a room
a panel of old devils,sitting on fire
the asked him about his life
it was his life,that was.........................
he ran out of the room,he ran towards the gate
the devil at the gate asked him how it was
he said,"oh!dreadful"...
the devil said,"no you cant say this"....
you should have seen hell,before
we do everything to make it more comfortable
on the contrary to make our guests feel merrier
he opened the door,and the boy started walking
he walked the path of divinity
he wanted to be himself again
he took a turn and returned ti the path of infinity.
but he gave up the path of infinty
he took the path of divinity
the path rejected him,still he tried to follow it
he walked and walked
he went down and down,until he reached hell
the devil at the door opened the gates for him
it was hell.......................
green and violet flames all around
there were houses around him
he heard screams from inside
the devil guided him to a cottage
he moved and walked over the oily carpet
a big bad devil was cooking something
she was stirring some green liquid in a cauldron
the devil at the door took him to a room
a panel of old devils,sitting on fire
the asked him about his life
it was his life,that was.........................
he ran out of the room,he ran towards the gate
the devil at the gate asked him how it was
he said,"oh!dreadful"...
the devil said,"no you cant say this"....
you should have seen hell,before
we do everything to make it more comfortable
on the contrary to make our guests feel merrier
he opened the door,and the boy started walking
he walked the path of divinity
he wanted to be himself again
he took a turn and returned ti the path of infinity.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
TheGhostOfTomJoad
Man walks along the railroad tracks
He's goin' someplace, and there's no turnin' back
The highway patrol chopper comin' up over the ridge
Man sleeps by a campfire under the bridge
The shelter line stretchin' around the corner
Welcome to the New World Order
Families sleepin' in their cars out in the Southwest
No job, no home, no peace, no rest
No rest!
The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's foolin' nobody as to where it goes
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad
He pulls his prayer book out of his sleepin' bag
The Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
He's waitin' for the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
With a one way ticket to the promised land
With a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
Sleepin' on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city's aquaduct
The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's foolin' nobody as to where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of old Tom Joad
Now Tom said, "Ma, wherever you seen a cop beatin' a guy
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries
Wherever there's a fight against the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me Ma, I'll be there
Wherever somebody's strugglin' for a place to stand
For a decent job or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free
Look in their eyes, Ma, you'll see me"
You'll see me
The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's foolin' nobody as to where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of Tom Joad
He's goin' someplace, and there's no turnin' back
The highway patrol chopper comin' up over the ridge
Man sleeps by a campfire under the bridge
The shelter line stretchin' around the corner
Welcome to the New World Order
Families sleepin' in their cars out in the Southwest
No job, no home, no peace, no rest
No rest!
The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's foolin' nobody as to where it goes
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad
He pulls his prayer book out of his sleepin' bag
The Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
He's waitin' for the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
With a one way ticket to the promised land
With a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
Sleepin' on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city's aquaduct
The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's foolin' nobody as to where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of old Tom Joad
Now Tom said, "Ma, wherever you seen a cop beatin' a guy
Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries
Wherever there's a fight against the blood and hatred in the air
Look for me Ma, I'll be there
Wherever somebody's strugglin' for a place to stand
For a decent job or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free
Look in their eyes, Ma, you'll see me"
You'll see me
The highway is alive tonight
Nobody's foolin' nobody as to where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
With the ghost of Tom Joad
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