Chuck Perrin

It’s an asshole world what can I take to blot it out morphine me please fireball my brain soak me in the green anarchistic glow of obscurity it’s an asshole world is there some way to shut it out spin me down the trapdoor of time just let me drift secluded in the thick oozy fluid of life I will kick my legs every now and then and wave my arms slowly in the air I will act like I don’t care even though I do.
That’s my blood dripping on the ground what are you lookin at this should not be happening that’s my blood warm liquid on my skin I am not ready to leave this world it’s way too soon I’ve still got things to do I’m starting to feel a little dizzy right now blood’s filling up my shoe that’s my blood puddled on the ground does it really end like this is this some kind of joke?
When the world is ours and the old ones are gone with their greed and their schemes and their know-it-all smirks when they are gone we will undo their twisted knots and scrape off all the crap they left behind then we will make the world we want the world of the future we will do it right together as equals waving our hands in the air livin the life our life when the world is finally ours livin the life our life.
Stars wail blue across the Southern sky and I am on the prowl foot fall light waiting for dawn longing to see you again nothing makes sense right now I need to see your face I need to see your eyes to know that everything’s gonna be all right wide awake haunted by my dreams wandering through time feeling lost searching for hope in every song that I hear I tumble inside the grooves looking for something real music that can make me feel like everything’s gonna be all right everything is gonna be alright.
You know there’s no one lucky as we are caught on this manic carpet ride somehow we’re floating under the radar hiding in plain sight so many people craving attention longing to live in the limelight but you and I we prefer our freedom hiding in plain sight oh we’re following our dreams weaving thru these crazy scenes people warn us to beware but we don’t even care because there’s no one lucky as we are caught on this manic carpet ride somehow we’re floating under the radar hiding in plain sight.
We ride this planet for one reason to live our lives the best we can but we don’t treat others fair or decent we act like wolves not like humans how did life become a contest why can’t we learn we’re all the same spinning through this endless vastness trying to keep breathing trying to keep sane there is no past there is no future this fucked up now is all we got why don’t we try to do things right why don’t we live life like the precious gift it is why are we wasting time how much money does a person need when does too much become greed when there are those who live on nothing how can we let that go on what about the ones that rape the planet strip and defecate and dammit why is this allowed to happen where is our common sense there is no past there is no future this fucked up now is all we got why don’t we try to do things right why don’t we live life like the precious gift it is why are we wasting time we sure don’t need more politicians there must be some other way to find the ones to make decisions that we can trust not to betray us the old ways no longer function we must explore some different paths poke around maybe take some chances what’s going on is not where it’s at there is no past there is no future this fucked up now is all we got why don’t we try to do things right why don’t we live life like the precious gift it is why are we wasting time?
I mean no disrespect to those who do not share my views I do not feel threatened by you or what you do you have your way I have mine we will smile in kindness and tolerate each other we can forget what’s in the past and co-exist in fairness and equality we will live in peace we will live in peace.
So are we really in this space again where we pretend that we are somehow friends and you regale me with your useless crap you run thru head trips like an acrobat you are a piece of work there is no doubt it doesn’t take too long to suss you out just like a robot wearing human clothes you walk among us thinking no one knows but I see right thru you just like cellophane right thru the plastic pretend world you made where everything is based on what you need they got a word for that we call it greed it smells like sabotage when you’re around each conversation is a battleground what does it take for me to shut you up looks like the simple truth is not enough I put the whole thing behind me but I’m still shaking my head I know you laugh at me behind my back your sense of fairness is so out of whack and then you ask me if I’ll help you out yeah right keep all your problems with reality as far away as you can get from me I think I’ve had it with your precious games they always end up with the same refrain one of these days you’re gonna see the light your ignorance will have its own web site I’d hate to be you when it hits the fan I’d rather sojourn in Tajikistan someday you’ll realize just what you’re doing and find out that it’s you not me you’re screwing I hope for your sake that you make it quick must be exhausting to be such a dick I put the whole thing behind me but I’m still shaking my head.
Here comes sorrow rubbing up against my door reminding me I can’t go back to being who I was before so I pitched my tent on a rocky ridge far above the cold-ass world close enough to reach the sky a billion swarming stars flood above my head softening my dried-up dreams pulling me back into the universe
Too many young men are already old so many old men have already given up but only a few are like you mister blue.
What does it matter if I unplug I don’t feel it anymore all this promise of redemption keeps me crippled on the floor I’m only going through the motions acting like I’m strong curating the illusions pretending I belong I miss the rush of real aloneness I’ve lost contact with my soul I prefer to trust my senses leave my spirit uncontrolled so what does it matter if I unplug I don’t feel it any more all this promise of redemption keeps me crippled on the floor.