Monday, June 6, 2011

The Kurt Cobain Effect (talkin' about my generation)

I was 11 years old when I heard the news
Such a let down, the sad ending of a Japanese film
I came as I was and the promise was a lie.

Where were all the buzzards?
No one wants to gather amongst flies.

Hype, expectation, 
capitalism exploited the prophet
A grand "I told you so" and a cocky smile 
that's what you get for having faith 

he's a junky
with a junky wife
and a junky kid

he's money
with Beatles style
and a killer smile

In truth he was a blueprint

how much privacy can we take away?
if we print enough will opinions sway?
don't let facts get in the way of a good story
bury the past in all it's forgotten glory

sadly we've learned nothing
we give ourselves away for free
running from boredom 
trying our hardest not to believe in anything at all
all we know is the build up
and we enjoy it as we wait for the fall

my generation is full of anti climax 

buildings fall, people die and we all float
fuck it
what's on tv?

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