Mike Cornelison

Letters from the Lunar Outpost

Character is simply habit long continued.
- Plutarch, Greek Essayist and Biographer (46-120 A.D.)

The girl has got the goods, oh yes

Dreams of apricots in my head
Lyin’ softly in a velvet bed
Lookin’ through the walls around her
As her lips move slowly in a blur
She’s got beauty deeper than skin
We’ve got everything we need for sin
Am I wrong or does she dig me?
Am I one more fish inside her sea?

Cutest cutie I ever done seen
I wanna taste of nectarine
You look so good you look so fine
You get me drunker than any wine

What do you know, I’ve lost control
That girl was born to rock n’ roll (x 2)

And I say that it’s alright (x 4)

I was scarred for life at fourteen
Disillusioned by the things I’d seen
Weddings only serve to bring me down
Vows are often only spoken sound
You’ve got beauty deeper than skin
Can you help me find myself again?
Yes I know I’ve got a crush on you
We can dream of futures that come true

Cutest cutie I ever done seen . . .

What do you know, I’ve lost control . . .

And I say that it’s alright (x 3)

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I love you more than life itself
I love you more than my own health
You make me wish that I was dead
So I could forget what you said

Emasculate me with your photos and the comments that you make
And you can have me as you want me with that one thing that you break

You cut me down to size with your tongue, cut me any way you can
Defined by how I am hung, I am nothing but a man
You flash your scissor smile, cut me any way you can
I cannot help what I am, I am nothing but a man

I love you more than I can say
But you’re too bored to watch me play
I sing with all that I possess
You’d rather have me in a dress

I think she’s made herself quite clear, now I think I understand
There’s one thing she must take from me, then I’d be her perfect man

You cut me down to size with your tongue . . .

They died without a dime
They died before their prime
They had a damn good time

If only I could be your girl
We’d travel ‘round the whole wide world
But I can only be your man
Forgive me for the way I am

You cut me down to size with your tongue . . .

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Granted with humble genius, I strove to be retarded
It took a lot to make me numb, a little more to make me dumb

I took the road less traveled, finding the path I’m lost on
I never took my own advice, I wish I could live my life twice

This world is filled with promise, I can’t remember my dreams
Can’t see the trees for all the woods, can’t ever find my own way back

In my mind are thoughts so disturbing that nothing can disturb me
On the sea of madness the captain is going down with his ship

I cut my ears off my face
To spite my bruised and broken heart

I didn’t take it too well
I made my life a living hell

My parents are all that I know
They’ve known me from the second week
My mother knew me for nine months
She could have had it easier

I never thought about it
I never knew my wounded soul
I’ve fallen so far from grace
I never want to find myself

I took the road less traveled on
Finding the path I’m lost upon
Can’t see the trees for all the woods
Can’t ever find my own way back

I never thought about it . . .

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Wakin’ up feelin’ like a kick in the head
Thinkin’ that today I’d be better off alive
I still have some hope and some friends that care
I guess I’ll get up and go brush my teeth

Born to be – a bitter old man please forgive me
Search for peace – ‘til I am tired, ‘til I’m weary
Preach to me – I’ll walk a mile inside of your shoes
Search for God – the more I search the more I’m confused

And I never started something I could finish
And I never could stop something that I started
Please forgive me

Waitin’ for something but what I don’t know
Hopin’ that someday this feeling may go
All of my problems are the ones that I create
I have no reason to curse at my fate

I still have some love and my heart’s somewhere
I guess I’ll pretend like I really do care

Look at me – my eyebrows are raised and my eyes are blurry
Search for peace – ‘til I am tired, ‘til I’m weary
Lullaby – I’ll sing myself to sleep if I try
Born to be – and I’ll be damned if you read my pages

And I never started something I could finish
And I never could stop something that I started
Please save me
Please set me free

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Whatever happened to the girl that I once knew?
What the hell has happened to you?
You’re livin’ on the streets, you got no shoes on your feet
You got nowhere to sleep and nothing to eat

It’s okay, pretty baby
It’s okay, it’s okay
The buildings are dirty and the bums smell like shit and the
chicks look like whores but I’m lovin’ it
‘Cause I’m in Hollywood –
Hollywood in the summertime

I see you with your camera – strapped around your neck
You could have anything you want
You came to the land of the stars, you walk on
Hollywood Boulevard
You look at all the names and all the lights but you just wanna drink
in topless bars

It’s okay, pretty baby . . .

( . . . interlude)

It’s okay, pretty baby . . .

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