McCutcheon's old shit
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McCutcheon's old shit
So in a panic I'm trying to find Man Inc. story and I dig through all the old discs and I find about 10 stories I wrote and had forgot about like Backgammon, Cubic Circle, Fete De La Musique, The Local and many more. And also the first shite poem for assholes I wrote while in an ecstasy coma 15 years ago. God that is a long time ago. It'a a gem, no really, it is really good. Love and hapiness...
Alive
by McCutcheon
Here are the young men
trying to live past oblivion
in the chemical generation
so footloose and fancy free
their trainers bouncing to the beats
you have to survive the good times
live past the highs
this is the low life
Everything a show, shallow
but it's all we got
no sex, no drinking,
feeling sad is the common thing
no cult of religion
nothing to believe in
so yes the music is that important
you have to eat your vegetables
if you don't want to look like sumo wrestlers
we want to be thin
suffer on the inside
if you want to be in
look good on the outside
to be part of the underground
we want beauty and are ashamed to admit it
keep the serotonion alive and the metabolism high
all those eighties boys ended up rich and fried
you see,
there was no salvation for Rambo's generation
all that cocaine at studio 54
(movie made wonderland)
you have to stop knocking
once you've opened the door…
…but now it's Ecstasy on a Saturday night
well why not?
Our teeth feel soft and our minds are tight
We are ravers
we think, we are, I am you
cut us we bleed (HIV)
we are about as gay as we can feel
just trying to find new answers
to all the old questions
it's been done before
but not by us
everyone needs to get laid
for the first time on their own
rubber coated condom life
the come down life
too afraid to open up
been burned before
This is the life
we do not share
shame kills us
who likes us
we are the young men
shut all the doors
Alive
by McCutcheon
Here are the young men
trying to live past oblivion
in the chemical generation
so footloose and fancy free
their trainers bouncing to the beats
you have to survive the good times
live past the highs
this is the low life
Everything a show, shallow
but it's all we got
no sex, no drinking,
feeling sad is the common thing
no cult of religion
nothing to believe in
so yes the music is that important
you have to eat your vegetables
if you don't want to look like sumo wrestlers
we want to be thin
suffer on the inside
if you want to be in
look good on the outside
to be part of the underground
we want beauty and are ashamed to admit it
keep the serotonion alive and the metabolism high
all those eighties boys ended up rich and fried
you see,
there was no salvation for Rambo's generation
all that cocaine at studio 54
(movie made wonderland)
you have to stop knocking
once you've opened the door…
…but now it's Ecstasy on a Saturday night
well why not?
Our teeth feel soft and our minds are tight
We are ravers
we think, we are, I am you
cut us we bleed (HIV)
we are about as gay as we can feel
just trying to find new answers
to all the old questions
it's been done before
but not by us
everyone needs to get laid
for the first time on their own
rubber coated condom life
the come down life
too afraid to open up
been burned before
This is the life
we do not share
shame kills us
who likes us
we are the young men
shut all the doors
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okay deep sigh
nice one slothy
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fer chrissakes mc,
consider yourself warned by the fates. those dames are telling you to store your stories on paper or you will be befucked.
print out your shit and file it away. never ever make your life depend on the integrity of somebody else's computer, much less if it is your own.
print out your shit and file it away. never ever make your life depend on the integrity of somebody else's computer, much less if it is your own.
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Martino I miss and Love you even if I ain't gay like Myke.
Good advice.
shit now I'm gonna die.
shit now I'm gonna die.
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buttfucker
sorry Myke. I'm kidding. See what hapends when you call me at 8am EVERY morning trying to catch Tom in my bed. Tom can cum or leave my bed whenever he wants. Let me tell you this, haning out with a super hot gay guy gets me chicks.
Besides Tom is SO fucking cool and pretty like a girl. Last night at Morrissey I looked over and he had tears sliding down his face. Plus he always gets the rounds in.
Besides Tom is SO fucking cool and pretty like a girl. Last night at Morrissey I looked over and he had tears sliding down his face. Plus he always gets the rounds in.