If you ask me where I'm from, I get all confused and irritated. I finally thought of a location that will let you create assumptions that I'm comfortable with...............
Published on February 22, 2005 By propagandhi In Philosophy
whatever happened to songs where you were allowed to question the Almighty?
Where you were able to poke fun at the person up there?
When did saying "Jesus" become just a filler for free time instead of a real question to whoever you feel God is?

I've only recently found Janis Joplin and more recently rediscovered Dusty Springfield.... good shit man.
It lets you step into the church and step right out, over and over again.
It lets you step into a restaurant sunday at noon all hung over seated next to the church family and have to hear their innocent talk.
While you feel either pain or the reoccurences of pleasure at the table and you want to light a cigarette so fucking bad.
You think about how you felt like screaming out Gods name when that fine marine was giving you head last night.
When he looked you in the eye and said " I am here to please you. You felt like you had been saved.

When you licked his religious tattoos all over him, and when you where behind him the big cross stared you in the face.
What a beautiful predicament.
What a beautiful life."

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