The Tao Of Spike

I've got a body, see
and it's got this soul called me.
I can whore it out for attention and love,
for ill-fated friendships and gods up above.

So I sold my soul to save my life,
and now its so I can't sleep at night.
Hypocritical laughs and two-faced sneers,
Every soul we saved and taught to fear.

REFRAIN
Look at their faces, aren't they proud?
I'm singing and dancing and jumping around
My mouth keeps moving, there's no time for thought.
Just nod your head and never naught.

I mimed a diety's final breaths,
to an 80's song with no regrets.
The crowd fell apart at the sight,
And I went home and slept that night.

So now we're circling and singin' songs,
'bout peace and love and rightin' wrongs.
We break for lunch and make holiday plans,
to knock-up those whom with we just held hands.

REFRAIN
Look at their faces, aren't they proud?
I'm singing and dancing and jumping around
My mouth keeps moving, there's no time for thought.
Just nod your head and never naught.

I recieved a call last night,
asking me to rejoin the fight.
I said I'd rather be a faithless schmuck,
than a faith-filled whore who's good for a fuck.

Thanks to those who saw fit,
my me's got missing parts all over it.
It's in the eyes of all those who watched,
and took what I offered without second thoughts.

REFRAIN
Look at their faces, aren't they proud?
I'm singing and dancing and jumping around
My mouth keeps moving, there's no time for thought.
Just nod your head and never naught.

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Mouse

The story was a bit up and down for my
liking, didn't really make sense in some areas.
I don't know who we or they are. There's no
really good visual of who this person is
talking about.

Good write........Mouse..

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penny

I would like to hear the music with this one. I like the feel of the lyrics but I think it probably stands with the music in an organic way. There is a hustle bustle to the word smithing that speaks to what this overcommited world is about. I don't get a single strand of story or idea but I like songs that just make something in me respond...this one does. Good work...like a painting that mesmerizes me and all I can do is ask the artist what is it? I don't really want the answer.
Penny

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It took a disease, taking my mobility from me to see further and clearer than when I could take that trip and see nothing. My spirit grows beyond my body. I am new again in this discovery of my internal landscape and its meanings.