A:>\the company's men's room

i am paid to clean the toilets
na na na na na na na na na na
for the big boys in the big company
i am paid to clean the toilets
i will clean the little toilets
the first week there were 0-2
pubic hairs on the toilet 0-2
next day there are 2 therE are 2
next day there are 5! there are 5
come on... what are you guys doin' ???
shakin em off all over
next day there are 7! 7 pubic hairs
on the urinal i begin to cry i refuse
to clean off 7
i tell my sister there were 7 today
they're doin it on purpose
they're goin in there are shakin em off
so that theirs gets on the urinal too
what!? you count them?? my sister's eyes get big
she spins around from doing her dishes
laughs banging herself back into the counter
i'm sure they come off naturally
i can't take it i think they're doin it on purpose
new girl new girl my cock's been here my cock's
been here too
i can't believe you count them
i'm sure they come off naturally
but i'll ask my boyfriend
- pam or er...haircut


Deb Curley-Fries' new song:
(sung to a happy little tune)

THIS IS HAPPINESS?
It's hard to fight this boredom
my hands are slipping 'round your throat.
I'm holding my own ill-fated throne
I never felt so old...
I'll talk 'til no one listens
burden your soul with my truth.
I call it all "religion",
you blood and your bread, your pain and your bed
I never felt so cold.

This is happiness? I can't stop crying...
This is tuh I can't stop lying.

 I watch the rain forming
a slow, dark cloud 'round my head.
And you don't mean to ignore me
but when I start to hate you, what do I do?
It's better left untold.

This is happiness? I can't stop crying...
This is truth? I can't stop lying.

I try to feel something in the air,
But the wind is too strong, and my heart will break
before long.
I guess it doesn't matter
how much of this world you can bear.
And when my back shatters
my work will be done, I won't have saved anyone
I never felt so small.

This is happiness? I can't stop crying...
This is truth? I can't stop lying...
This is happiness?

UNKA WAH NEE NEE WA OOKIE NA NA EENIE WAH
WOK WOK OOKA LA NEEKIE NEEKIE NAHNIE
NAH TOOKIE TEEK WEEKIE AH MOCKIF MOOK UNKA
DAH NOOGIES HURT. ED GRUAD

Pieus of Personhood. Who am I? The ever present question
plaguing the minds of those who haven't fount the answers.
We strive to be and are but yet what? We make ourselves
into prominent and successful people but who cares? We go
to school and develop our future, are we though? I love
God and He loves me but I can not please the peole of
this religious establishment. I can't always be perfect
and live a holy life on the outside. But my love and
salvation in inside me. When I fail it is not because I've
lost my desire to love God, but because I made a mistake.
I am forgiven by God - what about the people? If they knew
the real me they might not be as proud - but I think the
real person inside is the one who is right. The person
inside is the one that makes the big decisions - the?
outside person is just what people expect of me. Their
expectations are results of my previous actions - the ones
made by the inside me, therefore, the inside me should be
acceptable. BUT when I truly am myself I am spit on! Hm
what is it really about? Its eating, sleeping, being
content. Is it being on the front page of the Metro
Community News? I don't think so. I guess the real
answer is stop thinking. Stop trying to figure it out. No
one knows. Stop feeling sorry for myself. Just live and
take what God hands me. What else is there?

chris gavazzi????????

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