Tuesday, June 20, 2006

       FAKE         
 
     Somethin’ about myself
     That I’m dyin’ to tell
     You know I’m fake
     Nothin’ about me is real
     You’ll find out
     In due course
     That I’m just playin’ out a part
     Its an act, I hope its good
     Get your money’s worth
     I hope you like it when we’re
     
     Going through the motions
     Locomotion, locomotion
     Pretendin’ that we’re speed
     And the needle’s racing up the dial
     Locomotion’s locomotion, no commotion
     We’re just goin’ through the motions
     After all we’re so completely fake
     
     Somethin’ I’ve observed
     That I’m dyin’ to tell
     Everythin’ you do is
     Just a façade for somethin’ else
     It’s okay
     You don’t need to apologize
     You’re just like everybody else
     Half truths and lies,  just
     
     Going through the motions
     Locomotion, locomotion
     Pretending that you’re speed
     And the needle’s racing up the dial
     
     And you know you’ve never felt this way
     Before, no matter whom you’ve been with
     Baby, this seems so unreal to you, after all
     We’re just so completely fake
            Fake, yeah
 Thanks to THE YODA and cassinis division for this song
Yes we are so fake completely ---------------------------------
To my favourite band of all tyme------Asstronaut
 
 
Joints Lit  by TheRedBantoo |   
 
Monday, June 19, 2006
 
           Gods
The storm's embrace
On the forest
Takes time to show
Reasoning
I have all the time
In the world
Cupped in my hands.
My heart is racing as
Words become plural
On my lips
The potential is multiplied
One-thousand times over
And over again.
I'd like to think that you
Understand when there
Is no explanation
It just seems right
It just seems important
Enough for leaving the
Safety of this stable warmth.
When I have completed
The journey you will be
The first to know
But for now I have to go
It feels like the day...
It feels like the day I should run
The thunder brews with each inhale
It feels like the day I should run
I want to be on an adventure.
You need not make excuses
Or be in denial
It's not a problem
It's not a severe situation
I am ready for the future now.
It feels like the day I should
Explore the manifestation
It feels so...
It feels like the day I should run
It feels so.
Joints Lit  by TheRedBantoo |   
 
Thursday, June 15, 2006
 
 This is intended to stir debate, over tea
 there is a price to be paid for dreaming
 
 someone said, "the best thing about losing that
 which you love most is that the next time it doesn't 
 hurt as bad"
 (I think it was me)
 
 time keeps a record of all we forget
 the future forgets all that we remember
 
 that which is the opiate of the masses
 is the garden of the individual.
 
 no use talking when shadows call
 for we listen with someone else's ears,
 and speak with the voice of those we fear
 
 the greatest lie is this:
 Love exists to remind you there's no such thing.
 
 do not hide yourself;
 someone else will find you and rename you.
 
 after all, it is only this:
 branded, you stand alone,
 free, you rise above,
 flying, you are.  
Joints Lit  by TheRedBantoo |   
 
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
 City Of Lost Lights  I've spilled my guts out on the floor for you with needles cascading over white linen sheets delivering words i can't speak through electronic sounds and to shining pools of light!  oh, so do you love me now? now that U'R GONE! no, i can't tell you how i feel! i'm losing control (never will...!) (do you love me now?)  Cemetary grounds, together holding hands like words spoken in fate, i'm gonna faint if i can't let this out! let me go! i'd sing to you this last crusade your coursing venom through my vains oh, and like stars as we go streaking through this night of broken hearts and i'll hate us both even more when your gone!                                         oh, so do you love me now? now thAT I'M GONE! no, i can't tell you how i feel! i'm losing control   (ooh, when we're gone this city will go on and on!)  just always know i'll hate us even more when your gone!
City Of Lost Lights  I've spilled my guts out on the floor for you with needles cascading over white linen sheets delivering words i can't speak through electronic sounds and to shining pools of light!  oh, so do you love me now? now that U'R GONE! no, i can't tell you how i feel! i'm losing control (never will...!) (do you love me now?)  Cemetary grounds, together holding hands like words spoken in fate, i'm gonna faint if i can't let this out! let me go! i'd sing to you this last crusade your coursing venom through my vains oh, and like stars as we go streaking through this night of broken hearts and i'll hate us both even more when your gone!                                         oh, so do you love me now? now thAT I'M GONE! no, i can't tell you how i feel! i'm losing control   (ooh, when we're gone this city will go on and on!)  just always know i'll hate us even more when your gone!       
   
     
 
 
Joints Lit  by TheRedBantoo |   
 
Monday, June 12, 2006
 Ami Paliye Berai  Uthche na barche BAjar Dor Surjo Dhekeche Sob Fly Over Chuti Pachhe NA keu Robi baar Choto-Flat-e  Rakha tiptop Shongshar Ghumiye Kete Jacche Amar Oboshor Somoi  Chari Dike Bhishon OPochoi Ghame Bhije Bari ferar  Roj kar routiney  Chinno Shantir ki ashai Ami Paliye Berai Plaliye Berai...................................(lakkhichara)   As we forget ourselves for 2 hours every sunday when WE find that life is  just about Losing and Finding crossing Bridges and changing tracks We arm ourselves for a better day ahead  WHich is a illusion created by them What we become is not what we ever wanted to be What we everwanted to be we become  Only in factions of seconds or may be minutes WHen we feel the heavenly fluids running in our veins  but we never want to come out of the protective cocoon we have spun For ourselves............. But .........................................the train rambles on Locomotion Locomotion Locomotion  Mritiyu Bhoi kono Din Chilo na Amar Jakiye Bosheche amai Aaj Jiboner bhoi
Ami Paliye Berai  Uthche na barche BAjar Dor Surjo Dhekeche Sob Fly Over Chuti Pachhe NA keu Robi baar Choto-Flat-e  Rakha tiptop Shongshar Ghumiye Kete Jacche Amar Oboshor Somoi  Chari Dike Bhishon OPochoi Ghame Bhije Bari ferar  Roj kar routiney  Chinno Shantir ki ashai Ami Paliye Berai Plaliye Berai...................................(lakkhichara)   As we forget ourselves for 2 hours every sunday when WE find that life is  just about Losing and Finding crossing Bridges and changing tracks We arm ourselves for a better day ahead  WHich is a illusion created by them What we become is not what we ever wanted to be What we everwanted to be we become  Only in factions of seconds or may be minutes WHen we feel the heavenly fluids running in our veins  but we never want to come out of the protective cocoon we have spun For ourselves............. But .........................................the train rambles on Locomotion Locomotion Locomotion  Mritiyu Bhoi kono Din Chilo na Amar Jakiye Bosheche amai Aaj Jiboner bhoi
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 Joints Lit  by TheRedBantoo |   
 
Sunday, June 11, 2006

                                                                                                                                                           Silhouette 
 
 
 
 
 A crimson, bleeding sacrifice
 My conscience seems to be the price
 This wound i trained to scab on time
 Whilst bruising lingers close behind
 Of all this hate i've felt inside
 Compassion tends to be the lie
 That hides behind false, caring eyes
 ...but i've never crossed that line...
 
 i just wanted not to be lonely
 i just wanted to heal and not freeze
 All i know is that i'm still only
 
 the faded one
 a loaded gun
 a ticking time bomb
 and i'm just about done
 the jaded one...
 i bite my tongue
 and bide my time
 just to be given the chance
 to blow your silhouette apart...
 
 and i remember yesterdays
 a shaded past, unseeming pains
 was left to learn to scab on time
 like perfect pictures for the blind
 and all this hate i've felt so long
 bleeds from my memory, just because
 it's far too late to silence lies
 to shoot the sun and kill the sky...
 
 I just wanted you to be lonely
 So i could heal and your time would freeze
 How was i to know i'd still be...only...
 
 the faded one
 a loaded gun
 a ticking time bomb
 and i'm just about done
 the jaded one...
 i bite my tongue
 and bide my time
 just to be given the chance
 to blow your silhouette apart...
 
 All i want now is to be lonely
 took so long for your eyes just to show me
 i know i'll never be your only...
 
 but i'm the angry one
 the loaded gun
 the hated one...
 i'll bite my tongue
 to see your silhouette
 before you fall back to the floor
 
 these bullets made me want you more...
 
                                                            
 
 
Joints Lit  by TheRedBantoo |   
 
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
 
         
Slave to Miss.MaryJane
As I breathe in and Exhale the Grey Smoke,
I am Forever in a Stone Daze,Chronic Blunt Invading my Brain,
Sold my Soul to Miss MaryJane,Slave on a urge to set his mind Free,
buying accessories,so I can Feed,White Owl's to Coconut Phillie's,
Special Instruments to Break open and Roll,Stick and Smoke,
Sticky Chronic Buds,Breaking it up,to fit in my Blunt,
Removing the Seeds,messes up the Weed,On Point,
Checking it good and putting in the Remains,Enjoying the Taste,
Scientist/Pot-Head,Observing and Consuming,can't live without Weed,
as I take a Ride to the ATM,word for word,trying to get Credit,
from the Drug Dealer man,aka Street Farmest,who doesn't give a Damn,
taking my Money from out in my Hands,just so I can Numb my Head,
buys Niks to Half Ounces,spending my Benjamen's to my Lincolns,
Slave to Miss MaryJane,Loving the Chronic,so many ways to Enjoy,
Pipes,Blunts,Bongs and don't forget the Joints,
Smoke leading you into space,Clouds everywhere,
So Grey that soon Fade,So Fucking High,Blood Shot Eyes,
Cotton Mouth happens every time,so many Varieties,
very easy to Describe,Purple Haze,Blueberry Hydro,
and the Skunky Green Shit,and so many more,
MaryJane my very Good Friend,who always satisfies my needs,
giving me that special High of pure Satisfaction,keeping me Stoned,
and Numb to my Skull,I am a Slave who sold his Soul,
Wasting Money that I don't Need,Buying Tons of the Sticky Green,
Miss MaryJane,I am yours,and Forever be...
This Joint is dedicated to all my Loving Seniors
High Lunder -- R2D2(get well soon)  Candy Jedi da and Gaboo ofcourse
Then on to The faithful admireres of MAryjane maam aka the Cassinis division band
And to My Cobra MAte U kno who u are(lurBHh UUuu)
To The  entire High Society clan and too all with whome I have
Expirianced the Wonderful Pleasures of this lady Time and again
Joints Lit  by TheRedBantoo |   
 
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