Kind of a swingy, all-over-the-place song—think Bob Dylan “Rainy Day Women #12 & 35” for sound. It doesn’t come across as well written out as it does aloud. I wrote this one during driver’s ed as well. Not sure I like it so much.

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The Universe Pops Like A Ziploc Bag

2/20/06

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the world’s on pot

the world’s on marijuana

and I am not

no, I don’t even wanna

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my best friend

slits her wrists

and smokes

purple haze

and here’s me

strolling through

driving school

in a daze

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and she asks

me if I

want to try some

tonight

and I ask

what it’s like

and she only

sighs

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the world’s in bed

the world lost it all a year ago

I’m here instead

never gone further than kissing, ya know

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my best friend’s

done the deed

with a million

and one

she tells me

I don’t know

how to have

any fun

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and she says

that soon

he’ll be asking

for some

I know he

loves me but

I think we

might succumb

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oh!

well everyone’s getting stoned

everyone’s getting boned

except me but I guess

that we’re all part of this

because pure

is tainted

is demonstrated

everyday

and innocents sin

and sinners are forgiven

and everybody’s living

anyway so hey

fuck off

because

it’s all

okay.