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Categories Recent Posts Videos Angie | April 6, 2011
By The Stevedores.
One little harmless telephone call
One shameless little lack
Of a nothing at all
And it’s coming down on me
like a cannon ball
In my pina colada
It’s what you oughta know and
It’s all I gotta say
My pastor is sick
And my doctor is afraid
It’s scary
Such a hairy situation
and I can’t change the
Station on the radio
I get good reception
I [...]
Angie | November 4, 2010
From Shawn Fernando
How does one even begin to approach a life so committed to originality? A life both heroic and frail, courageous and craven, human and immortal.
There is no way, to replicate in mere words the impact of having met Spencer, having lived with him, dined with him, drank with him, sought with him and [...]
Angie | July 14, 2010
I’m your janitor baby
I’m your janitor baby
yeah
I’m your janitor baby
I clean up your shit but not for free
And it’s pay day so pay up or piss off
Bitch
Biatch
hum
bitch
Work so i can buy myself shit
So i stay put so you stay my bitch but you say
uh gimme the new shoes
gimme the new shirt
gimme a puppy
gimme [...]
Angie | June 25, 2010
Why, did I even move to this shit hole town in the first place?
I don’t know. I heard it was the centre of the universe,
And it’s true, but that kind of gravity affects a man.
It affects him, and affection starts to crumble like cake.
And I don’t eat cake alone, cause that’s depressing.
I decided, your love [...]
Angie | June 14, 2010
Tower over rocks.
Tower over smaller dinosaurs
Eating things
Smashing things
Never using silverware
Dinosaur , Dinosaur, I’m a dinosaur. Mother fucker.
Mother fucker, I could eat you if I want.
Ruler of the lava hole.
Never seen a record store.
I am a dinosaur.
Mother fucker.
I’m a dinosaur.
Mother fucker go RAAAAGGGGHHHHH
Angie | June 4, 2010
Eugene – Spencer Bell
Eugene. It’s an American sea
You see it’s me and we,
and we need some goddamn trees
of the north sea variety.
Just a dime bag*, if you please
And ease me in to sweet release.
Ah
A dime bag ain’t that much.
But it’ll get me through the day.
Cos you know you’ll end up, it’s A.OK
So say and [...]
Angie | May 27, 2010
The first time I remembered your name
We was chiefin’ off a hookah in Union Square
With 10 thousands hippies yelling get out of the way
Bush get outta the way
Bush get outta the way
Bush get outta the way
Now I’ve seen pictures
of your booty and titties and your pussy
but you would not let me kiss you
Please let me [...]
Angie | May 7, 2010
I know that things ain’t been that great
Maybe we can live the high life some day
But now it seems I got a hole in my pocket
So I’m picking up the pieces, making it ok
You’re giving up I see
Your hair gives you away
It’s never fallen like this before
But the rain’s never fallen so hard
I’ll do [...]
Angie | April 11, 2010
Oh, Lord please protect me from the robots
Kumbayah, my Lord-y
Swing low fore to carry me home
Kumbayah, my lord
And carry me home
These robots got lasers and chainsaws
Kumbayah, my Lord
And carry me home
Kumbayah, my Lord
Kumbayah, my Lord
Swing low eoeoeow
I wanna go home
Bar none, but the far ones
Across the fast blew
And you inside your perfect world
And your delusions
Call [...]
Angie | March 13, 2010
If only I could remember
What those purple unfurling
Flowers symbolise
Maybe then I could
Comprehend the world
Through anybodies eyes
And if these 3 walls could talk
Would they know
Any stories of our 4th wall
Would they be able to tell me
If there had ever been a 4th wall at all
Get over here Jesse
I’m going to stuff you nice and fat
Green and [...]
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