Into The Wild – Song of the Moment

L.P. – Into the Wild

 

 

What a voice!

LYRICS:

Are we on the lonely side
Say oh now the past long away
Are we’re so lost in the dark of our hearts
That there’s no light of day
No oh oh oh
No oh oh oh

1, 2, 3, 4!

Somebody left the gate open
You know we got lost on the way
Come save us a runaway train
Goin insaane(?)

How do we How do we not fade
how do we how do we how do we not fade away
how do we how do we ooooh

Into the wild
how are we living living living
Into the wild
How are we living living living

Wooohooo
Wooohoohoo
Heeeyy
Heeey

Oh please believe me Im more scared than not
That oh now this isnt the way
And please be there I can barely hang on
But oh I wait til I break
Yea eh eh eh
Yea eh eh eh

Somebody left the gate open
You know we got lost on the way
Come save us a runaway train
Goin insane

how do we how do we not fade
how do we how do we how do We not fade away
How do we how do we ooooooooh

Into the wild
How are we living living living
Into the wild
How are we living living living

Wooohoooh!
Woohooahoo
Heeeeyyy
Heeey

And for an encore: a piece of fan inspired art creating using a snap shoot from punknine on xtube.com

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Have you heard of Lana Del Rey yet? No? Well make a note, you’ll hear her soon! I pray she become big enough to get those mediocre adele song off the fucking radio.

Lana Del Rey – Ride (lyrics)

[Music video spoken introduction:]
I was in the winter of my life, and the men I met along the road were my only summer.
At night I fell asleep with visions of myself, dancing and laughing and crying with them.
Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour, and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times.
I was a singer – not a very popular one,
I once had a dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events some of those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken.
But I didn’t really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I’d been living, they asked me why – but there’s no use in talking to people who have home.
They have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people – for home to be wherever you lay your head.
I was always an unusual girl.
My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean…
And if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying…
Because I was born to be the other woman.
I belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.
Who had nothing, who wanted everything, with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.

I’ve been out on that open road
You can be my full time, daddy
White and gold
Singing blues has been getting old
You can be my full time, baby
Hot or cold

Don’t break me down
I’ve been travelin’ too long
I’ve been trying too hard
With one pretty song

I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone in the night
Been tryin’ hard not to get into trouble, but I
I’ve got a war in my mind
So, I just ride
Just ride, I just ride, I just ride

Dying young and I’m playing hard
That’s the way my father made his life an art
Drink all day and we talk ’til dark
That’s the way the road dogs do it, ride ’til dark.

Don’t leave me now
Don’t say good bye
Don’t turn around
Leave me high and dry

I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone in the night
Been tryin’ hard not to get into trouble, but I
I’ve got a war in my mind
I just ride
Just ride, I just ride, I just ride

I’m tired of feeling like I’m fucking crazy
I’m tired of driving ’til I see stars in my eyes
It’s all I’ve got to keep myself sane, baby
So I just ride, I just ride

I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone in the night
Been tryin’ hard not to get into trouble, but I
I’ve got a war in my mind
I just ride
Just ride, I just ride, I just ride

[Music video spoken ending:]
Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road.
We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art.
Live fast. Die young. Be wild. And have fun.
I believe in the country America used to be.
I believe in the person I want to become.
I believe in the freedom of the open road.
And my motto is the same as ever:
“I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I’m at war with myself I ride, I just ride.”
Who are you?
Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them?
I have. I am fucking crazy.
But I am free.

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Vote For GEORGE!!!

i admit-, this years have remained willfully ignorant of “politics”. A lawful and dignified sounding synonymy for “ideology”; which unfortunately is not the studio of idiots, but a ideal far more constitutional.

An ideology is a set of ideas that constitute one’s goals, expectations, and actions. An ideology is a comprehensive vision, a way of looking at things (compare worldview) as in several philosophical tendencies, or a set of ideas proposed by the dominant class of a society to all members of this society (a “received consciousness” or product of socialization).”

soon love soon, we will see the patterns of centuries rise and fall

i found myself tonight having a tragic encounter with a television. There was a documentary about Ptown!(R). There were a few ol’ grey haired queers talking about the “wild west style” days which founded the quaint village. All 400 of them alike were jobless, penniless, drunkard, artists, castaways that welcomed the like of communist and homosexuals to survive together by freely sharing what they could salvage from the waste of the established army base! Then it hits me, like a ton of lard, how disappointingly true it is that the illness from the mundane bengiality of mcdonals, gap, and walmart has been loading itself into jet planes too hyper-voimt its idiotic patriots onto the sidewalks and of every dying amerkian dream. i found myself suffering thru the sad story of the death of the radical historical landmark.

its just a little bit of history repeating

One of the elders speaking on the documentary, with weary eyes, stared into the camera and stated; “when the rich move in, the poor move out.” simple as that, huh?

i needed some george carlin to cheer me up!

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Erotica Slideshow

for the fun of it…..


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