quarta-feira, 14 de maio de 2014


I saw the Beat generation coming back trough the new hipster's minds
the misfits, the underage drunk kids, the young rebels in the alley
they don't even know about Ginsberg, Kerouac and Lucien Carr
they don't even know about Cassady, the Naked lunch and the junkies
but they're living the dead revolution
They're angels in the sky with diamonds
holy ignorance
holy youth crazyness
Imagine how the world would be with a little more benzedrine.

Your crazy uncle locked up at that mental hospital...you should learn with him
he's the wise one
we are the real crazy people trying so hard to be normal
Hiding our feelings, becoming robots of ourselves
telling our children that they can't be artists, they'll never make it
imagine how crazy would be if you start living your dreams

The boy next door became an astronaut, you see?
and I'm on the edge...on the top of this building
I was about to kill myself on that story, but I know how it ends, so now I'm just waiting

Waiting for the dead revolution of the people that hate everything
specially themselves.


Um comentário:

  1. Invitation - In
    I'm Brazilian.
    Spent reading here, and visit his blog.
    I also have one, only much simpler.
    I'm inviting you to visit me, and if possible follow together for them and with them. I always liked to write, expose and share my ideas with people, regardless of class Social, Religious Creed, the Sexual Orientation, or, of Ethnicity.
    To me, what will interest is our exchange of ideas, and, thoughts.
    I'm there in my space Simpleton, waiting for you.
    And I'm already following your blog.
    Strength, Peace, Friendship and Happiness
    For you, a hug from Brazil.