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  • The Bicycle Thief - Max, Jill Called

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    I woke up this morning Feeling pretty good And pretty good Is really good for me Had a cigarette some coffee And some CNN And the buses run down Sunset Just for me The buses run down Sunset Today for free And the earth is round Or the earth is flat Well I just don’t seem To care about that Or a perfect life Fortune and fame A model wife It don’t mean a thing I know this and I know that All of it don’t seem to Matter that much ‘Cause it’s ashes to ashes And dust to dust The rich and the wise Die the same as us So many things used to Mean so much to me But now I just can’t Remember what they are The telephone is ringing But it’s not for me Gotta remember to Write a note Max Jill called Gotta learn to be considerate The earth is round… Through the Shamand horror And drudgery Well it is still a beautiful world Be careful and try your best To live happy That is what a I read On the bathroom wall That is what it said On the bathroom wall The earth is round…
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  • The Bicycle Thief - It’s Alright

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    The only thing That the spring will bring Is its cruelty And violence Ahh the cold It covers the desert And keeps us safe Our weaknesses And adversity Pull us together Well just like Christmas does And who’s to say That when you’re lonely You’re not supposed To be And it’s alright It’s alright It’s all alright Right now Well right now yeah And it’s alright It’s alright It’s all alright Right now Well right now It’s alright There’s hardly anything That’s not beautiful Or magical In and of itself Can’t the truth be known By a sinner The same as a saint And it’s alright… What I’m trying to say About this whole mess Is that it’s your own experience There really is No right or wrong There just is And it’s alright…
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  • The Bicycle Thief - La Country Hometown Blues

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    Far Far Far From anywhere round here Well there’s got to be Some people Who truly don’t give a shit ‘Bout this wicked old town Where everybody lies to themselves Where they gobble you up Swallow you down Spit you out Well there’s no place on earth So deceiving and so self possessed In the blink of an eye You go from servant To rumor to guest And it might look real pretty From real far away Might seem pretty From way far away Everyone I’ve known This town killed or they packed up and gone And why I’m still here Is a question and the answer’s unknown But the cars keep a drivin’ And the people keep pilin’ on in With their hopes and dreams All shinin’ But they’ll never ever Never get what they want And it might look real pretty From real far away It might seem pretty From way far away Might seem pretty But it’s not real No it’s not real
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  • The Bicycle Thief - Rainin’ (4am)

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    Well everybody Needs someone to run to When they’re tired and scared Me…I run to no one And everybody’s got a dream they believe in Let me tell you somethin’ Me…I believe in nothing It’s 4 AM and I just got home And everybody’s asleep So I just keep listenin’ To Irma Thomas sing "It’s rainin' and rainin’" Over and over again Well I ain’t lookin’ for none of your sympathy I live my life you know The way I want it to be But I ain’t never Never lied to no one And yet everyone They lie to me It’s 4 AM and I just got home And everybody’s asleep So I just keep listenin’ To Irma Thomas sing "It’s rainin' and rainin’" Over and over again Sometimes I sit and Well I sit and wonder What’s the use in trying Everything is so backwards But for some strange reason I keep on going I never give up No matter what It’s 4 AM and I just got home And everybody’s asleep So I just keep listenin’ To Irma Thomas sing "It’s rainin' and rainin’" Over and over again It’s raining so hard It’s raining so hard It’s raining so hard I listen over and over and over and over It’s rainin’ baby It’s rainin’ baby…..
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  • The Bicycle Thief - Tennis Shoes

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    Sun was comin’ up on New Orleans When I opened my eyes It was another perfect morning I didn’t know where I was or where I was going For most of my life If there was a chance to fuck it up Well…I did Yeah…I did Well…I did A ridiculous existence Now I’m looking back All kinds of thoughts come to me But all I can think is I’m sorry Well…I’m sorry And let the truth be known I’ve got to walk around In my own tennis shoes The truth be known I’ve had to learn to live In this world on my own Let the truth be known Nobody showed me How it’s supposed to go Let the truth be known I’ve learned to walk around In my own tennis shoes Look at me now It’s pretty hard to believe it That pitiful boy You can barely see him I don’t beg nothing from no one Mow my lawn on the weekends Just a regular guy now From the gutters of New Orleans And…I’m happy Yeah…I’m happy And let the truth be known…
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  • The Bicycle Thief - Boy At A Bus Stop

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    Hope you don’t mind If I just sit here a while I’ve been off the beaten track For a long long time Don’t know if I was misled Or just got lost But I know nothing’s ever Never gonna be OK again no how ‘Cause everything is just closing in I don’t know that I have one single friend Not one single friend My mom thinks I need a religion I think I need a shower And something to eat Can I bum another cigarette And thanks for the listening to me You know I don’t like to steal But I’ve got needs And I know nothing’s ever Never gonna be ok again no how ‘Cause everything is just closing in I don’t know that I have one single friend Not one single friend Not one single friend Not one single friend Not one single friend
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  • The Bicycle Thief - Aspirations (Stoned)

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    I’ve got a 12 year old boy And he’s he is always bored And so are all his friends And so am I The schools don’t teach you nothin’ You’ll ever need to know So why even go Why even try We’re going down And it don’t matter what you’ve heard We’re going down It don’t matter what you want We’re going down Science took our religion And women wanna be men Money is all that matters Yeah money is all there is And I just can’t stop thinking Rome fell from within And in a love affair with violence Better build more jails We’re going down And it don’t matter what you’ve heard We’re going down It don’t matter what you think We’re going down So let’s get stoned And watch TV Let’s just get stoned So let’s get stoned And watch TV Let’s just get stoned So let’s get stoned And watch TV Let’s just get stoned So let’s get stoned And watch TV Let’s just get stoned There are no simple answers To these kinds of questions Why does luxury pull us apart Why does the apathy keep growing from the bottom to the top Hey just ‘cause you don’t care don’t mean you’re not to blame We’re going down You think about you I’ll think about me We’ll let’s get stoned Let’s just stoned and watch TV Let’s just get stoned…
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  • The Bicycle Thief - Hurt

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    Well...you can’t hurt me 'cause I’m un-hurtable and you can’t scare me ‘cause I’m un-shakable and you can’t touch me ‘cause I’m un-reachable and you can’t get me ‘cause I’m un-forgettable I’ve decided I’m not going through it again I made my mind up I’m not gunna to do it again Well...I’ve done things that are unforgivable I’ve made mistakes that are irreversible So please don’t give it ‘cause I can’t take it I’ve made my bed now I’m gunna lay in it I’ve decided I’m not going through it again I made my mind up I'm not gunna do it again Well love and happiness are inconceivable So don’t love me ‘cause I’m unlovable and don’t tease me ‘cause I’m un-temptable and you can’t be with me ‘cause I’m un-be-withable I’ve decided I’m not going through it again I made my mind up I’m not gunna to do it again...
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  • The Bicycle Thief - Macarthur Park Revisited

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    In the decade of dysfunction Well, I consider myself a true American Yeah, I am just an ingrate And I am not very intelligent but I read a lot And I make the same mistakes End up in the same place Over and over again Yeah I make the same mistakes End up in the same place Over and over and over I have got it too good Well I know that intellectually But I don't feel it much And selfishness is a virtue When I look around I know that I don't have enough And I make the same mistakes… And the park it has a lake And grass and trees and flowers I'm a mess again And the park is filled with kids And they are happy playing I'm a mess again The park has got young love A kissin' and a smilin' I'm a mess again And the park has got a lake And grass and kids and love And I'm a mess again Listen burn down all the rain forests Kill all the dolphins I don't give a shit Yeah, you can't tell me nothin’ Well I am arrogant I am powerful And I make the same mistakes… And the park, it has a lake…
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  • The Bicycle Thief - Everyone Asks

    by mrsfrusciante on August 19, 2006
    Everyone asks Well everyone calls and asks Am I over you yet? And I tell them yes It's been almost a year It'll be a year this November And life is so strange, yeah Life can be so unbearable Why do I always Call your name If it doesn't stop I'll go insane I just know I still have our dog I just tell him you're Gone for awhile And nothing has changed I still have our Same old place And I can't stop my mind From wondering why Is it something I did Is it something that I deserve Why do I always call your name… Well I've never thought Of life without you And I'm not gunna start I never thought I'd be without you I can still see your face I remember The way you move And it's just not fair I'm just so lost Without you I still miss you so I can't let you go What kind of god is this To take someone like you From me Why do I always call your name… Why do I always call…
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