because you can

sometimes when i wash my hair the color rinses all out
and i am tired just tired of using the shiner products
to achieve the right color
for it stays wet just so much longer

and there are so many things that are ok here
that are good here
that are going just great here
and just make friends so fast
in the industry here
whether non-profit direct service
your face shines through

but the door has been cracked open and swingin back and forth
so go so go so go
and then come back for your better half
or set it up good here
because you can

America

where am i?
some hippie at least tryin town
middle of the high mountain desert
surrounded by rosy red rubber neckers

some sorta college town
sorta hipster ville
cafe' singer songwriter once lived here
in this land of masses of millions
in little towns blistering down sun
tattooed cholita
short flat builidings cactus trees in gardens
don't provide any shade
wide fuel drenched streets
in my A/C suv cloth seats

how can you live here?
middle america good love it here
as you should
love hot heat hot hot heat
under my flat feet

and people so many people
the more you know the better
in this here new age flipster
college town north of downtown
but its still suburbua
dry desert vast wasteland
America
to me

the journey

in the art world
plays said band
its members they change
but your core if you had it could stay the same

all i ever wanted was the same
art and details
a life long journey, for mankind
a game of mah-jong in a dingy underground kitchen
in chinatown near columbus, the 30 stockton
yes the members they change
but the core stays the same

but it all falls apart in Los Angeles
where everyone is seeking recognition. searching for fame
no one believes longevity is the way to win the game

make music for musics sake. art. for arts sake
not push push push like this is some Olympic gold medal to be won
members shall leave
throw their hands up in the air when fate doesn't acknowledge their ideals
and not accept people in their jeans. in their genes. blue

all i ever wanted was to wallow in some grassroots
working by day in a dark sallow country with bad sewage
while sitting on the porch with my cigar at night
art
we'd still be together come push come shove
not deterred because the members change
everyday riding the train for humanity
some come some go, but if you believe there should be no question

i guess i knew all along
that this wasn't the scene for me
i won't be pushed nor groomed
for a lifestyle of image and fame
life in the fast lane some industry game
that i refuse to play
that rises and dies
when my journey
is for humanity

veganism

i stopped eating meat so many years coming coming coming
i drink soy milk and spit out the tobacco sweat jeans
they beat down the people of this country
just like the way they do the animal.s.o.s.o.s
these people need help
with their weight
with their health
just ask Oprah

but it's in their brain the american dream
to consume consume consume everything in sight
and take it for their own
it's really their brain that needs help
and their soul has been lost to the land
the land which is in bad hands
clearly in the wrong hands

i walked through the valleys
smelled the flat lands of Bush-country
as he cried cried cried to me because he can't get out
get out get out
of the Texan badlands

as he ate that chopped chicken salad free of carbs
and i washed down my lentils semolina pasta with vodka vodka vodka
and followed it up with a cigarette even though i cough cough cough
every night

cuz it's the addictions they scoff, thinking me so vain?
why should i give a damn about my lungs
while the baby pigs and cows die the slow wretched American death
and the girls with their manicured manicures
think i do it for my health

unfortunately

waiting these slow days pass
but i gotta relish
these friends flurry

my fury and annoyance at ignorance
isn't going to go anywhere
unless i change
completely
unfortunately