"Life is not a Fashion Show"
by Brian Lenk
The morning tea must be sanctified by me,before I'll sip it
Time is running away from this foolish sewing needle.
When the linens rip,you must be judged
When your clothes are wrinkled,I will keep you in an incubator
Now move on,and stay away from the cat-walk. You have no style,no taste,no face.
You are a material disgrace,you'll never find a friend,untill you renew your empty wardrobe.
Now let me interupt your precious speech. Without sounding too pretensious.
Whoever said that life is a fashion show?

"Rainy Days"
by Brian Lenk
another day of moisture
another time of the day
Another excuse for my lethargic ways
rain drops falling like transparent asteroids
tears are falling from my sorrow and grief
i wish i was tucked in a kangaroos pouch
so I can feel the best i can
god,it's only water(h20)

"Im In Love With Myself"
By Brian Lenk
Oooh you arousing soul,I could never let you go
I obviously never will,I am my natural friend
I need a mirror so I can kiss and lick it
Okay it's a safe perception,Im luridly fixated with my ideal array
You can spit on my face anytime of the day
I'll survive your importunate vibe
Okay confession time,Im an alien,now send me back to infinity
Or take a hike to your own unrest
Please let me stay in this boat and examine my appearence
Im seasick and about to regurgitate

"Loophole"
By Brian Lenk
Hi! so sorry that you ran out your keepsakes
May I roam into the chamber of dander
Or will you escort me outside so I can feel the wind blow against my body
Ah! the usual answer is always NO..
I was just hoping that you'd let me roam,isolation can make anybody feel aquatic
This isn't the sea,we are not a flock of fish,parading through the salty water free from the earth's surface
I'd like to walk outside and see
Just what god has exactly created for me
Of course only if you'd let me

"Born Into Something Else"
By Brian Lenk
Hopefully when I falter,I'll get to live another life
I don't give a damn what it is,just as long as we'll be re-incarnated
Many believe that the Universe is so weird and complex,because god is playing mind games
Many could care less about the majority of these things
Some say that you should always leave a mystery alone
Solving one,may bring on complications
I can tell you one thing that I truly believe in
What's the point of life,if you are always sad,and ready to keel over?
Many people could give two shits about all fragile creatures on this Earth
But they will care about all of this stuff,when thy world sinks down to the ocean floor

"Maggie's Little Brown Paper Bag"
By Brian Lenk
Maggie dear,don't create a chemical world for yourself
Im sorry,I had to leave you and smile on TV
Does your TV set still work,did you sell it?
Is our Apartment all paid for,I'd hate to be evicted
I tried to call,but you never pick up the telephone
Please Maggie,let me know how you are doing!
SHIT! I just saw you on the news,Maggie nobody forced you to take a large amount of barbiturates
I guess it's to late to come back home to see you my sugar-cube

"Good Morals"
By Brian Lenk
Orange essence,freshly squeezed in house
The color of the suns rays at dusk has my kitchen painted in a rather tangy way
I am doing fine,yes majorly divine
Ive got me,myself,and I
Except I want to go outside and have a little fun
I wish I wasn't a replicant,or a law abiding citizen
But I am,so all of you people enjoy your life
I must keep myself locked up in my house


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