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Whiteface Diary (Son of a gun)

I sit beneath the window, stare at kitchy clowns of porcelain
My make-up smeared in greasy handkerchiefs, but still I feel the same
I think of quitting, making something special
Like a really extraordinary thing
Cause everything
Is so embarassing
But still I struggle just for you to smile, just for you all to think I'm fun
For a slim, shabby pun
Like a son of a gun

Like a son of a gun
Like a son of a gun
Like a son of a gun

I'm fed up to the back teeth with your petty plans not getting through
With being the only voice of reason that noone will listen to
I pity those tired of fighting for their dreams
Although they might be acting so compassionate
So cabaret
So elaborate
I might be Don Quichotte but I never was, and never want to be Don Juan
So in circles I run
Like a son of a gun


It's two-sided, so sordid
And I only wonder
I see animals in their cage
They rock
Back and forth cause they're so irritated
I
Learned to laugh, it's not that complicated

Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha


You like indulging in the thought you own me, but you're in need of me
To get your dear beloved bystander getoffs nearly secondly
I scaper round the sawdust ring so you
Forget about the mean world where you demonstrate
You can't relate
To more than glam and hate
You close your eyes cause you can't stand to see that the very end has just begun
Oh, all the things that you shun
Like a son of a gun


It's two-sided, so sordid
And I only ponder
Like an animal in its cage
And I
Feel your pleasures all are numb and jaded
I
Laugh although I think it's overrated

Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
(You son of a gun)


It's not easy not to join the crowd
When they want to make you to
When a spoilsport is your archetype
And no last laugh is on you
They call me by my name
The faces change but still they all just stay the same
They never get enough
And so I laugh

And so I laugh


Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
(Son of a gun)
Ha-ha ha-ha
(Son of a gun)
Ha-ha ha-ha
(Fucking son of a gun!)

It's two-sided, so sordid
And I only wander
I'm an animal in my cage
And I
Entertain you though I learned to hate it
So
Join the laughter just as demonstrated

Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha

Son of a gun...


(Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha
Ha-ha ha-ha)
9.7.08 21:50
 


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Ruby (24.7.08 12:22)
einen tag zu spät aber ich wünsche dir alles liebe und gute zum geburtstag

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