B612

Grüvis Malt

Certain things about cubicle habitation magnify the unparallels in our relationships.

"So, hey what's up? I'm (a) cancer."

And I'm proactive, Desert Style--- I will not drink for forty miles – a labor born of need: a cesarean success. Self-inflicted or not, I find myself on the farthest star, foreign to everything like I woke up with a German tongue. Find yourself another backbone! You make me talk like a disgruntled housewife! Consider this song Jello on your chess board! What follows is a "subjective" study of objection to the relations I can't relate to:



My 8:30 wake up call is a nailgun and a table saw

I tiptoe through the sawdust

a gamble with no tetanus

and all my walls are undressed, not unlike a jail cell

just more potential

"Good morning sun, good morning cold floor!"

a shower in the tower with no soap and no razor

walktheboycookpotatoesstartcomputermakeatable

run an office in a construction zone---drilling, lies, and a tireless telephone

And at 1am when I finally take my inventory I'm confronted by the glaring contradictions of my story:

I've never been so in debt

I've never worked so hard

I've never been so in love

I've never been so scarred

And if I wake up one day and find that we don't mix, don't be surprised if I move on and turn a prefix to a suffix.



8:30 wake up call / 11:30 fall out of my magnetic bed

nailgun and a table saw / saw myself in the ceiling mirror

tiptoe through the sawdust / still dusted from last night

a gamble with no tetanus / shot myself one of these *wink*

all my walls are undressed / dressed up in shiny pants

not unlike a jail cell / I sell myself with every glance

just more potential / potentially advancing my career with every tanning salon I'm steppin' into

Good morning sun / Good morning smog / Good morning cold floor / good morning cigarette

a shower in the tower with no soap and no razor / inspecting my reflection on the hood of my corvette

walk the boy / sunglasses up / cook potatoes / top is down / start computer / pager's on / make a table / I'm LA bound

Run an office in a construction zone / Call the office from the car phone / drilling, lies, and a tireless telephone / let the world know that THE MAN has left home

and at 1am when I finally take my inventory / and at 12 noon when I take my first break / I'm confronted by the glaring contradictions of my story / I'm confronted at the crossroads--- take the lobster or the steak?



I've never been so in debt / to me

I've never worked so hard / for me

I've never been so in love / with me

I've never been so scarred / by me

and if I wake up one day and find that we don't mix, don't be surprised if I move on and turn a prefix to a suffix



7:30 woke up from a sparkling premonition: I saw great things for this band, and by "great" I mean "money."

I saw us selling alot of studded girls t-shirts

I saw myself making more money off of you than you.

All my walls are covered with legitimizing autographs

not unlike the walls of a very temporary record label staff

Good morning sun / good morning toupeheeeeeeeeeeeeeey cold sore

Everything is seasonal within my closet doors

walk the boy / jog a mile / cook potatoes / get a bagel / start computer / a Rolling Stone / make a table / and a bubble bath

We got big things are on t