Wednesday, May 26, 2004

DISMISSED

Successful and rich
Humble and wise
Lovely beautiful,
Hypnotizing
All of these
Materializing
At once
You want

And this is not allowed
And this is not allowed

Innovation
Without renovation
Originality
Without oblation
New things to say to me
Without honesty
A life that’s deep
Without the sacrifice

And this is not allowed
And this is not allowed

This is not allowed
This is not allowed

Joy in the morning
When you have never wept
Singing
Bringing in your sheaves
When you did not plant with tears
All the years
You spent doing what was easy
Grin hard, say one quick work
Smile for us nice and cheesy
Where is the cross that you always wore
The one that you never bore?

This is not allowed
This is not allowed

You’re dismissed.


HOLY ROLLER
Last time I saw you I knew I never saw you
And all of our days together
You were sewing from fig leaves and leather
A cloak of invisibility
Of who you wanted to be
And you wanted me to feel the same way too
All the things that I do are just too much
And you think that I’m never sorry enough
Stick out my chest
And roll on the floor
Cry out to God and whine some more

And be a holy roller
You holy roller!
You’re such a pretty soldier
With your rosary wrapped around your wrist

Holy roller
Sons and daughters
Of dust and ashes
Sashes of gold will surely be handed out in heaven

Odds are seven to none
That this will be the day that you run
To me with open arms
And please don’t say, “God bless you!”
--I’m feeling blessed enough.

Everytime it’s you and me
We talk about the trinity
And all the things you wish that you loved
And you talk of God
It think it’s odd that while you love
The man of Galilee
I can tell you have no love for me


But you’re such a holy roller
You holy roller!
You’re such a pretty soldier
With your crucifix hanging from your neck

Holy roller
Sons and daughters
Of dust and ashes
Chances are just cause you call it “God” doesn’t mean you’re not really talking to yourself

Do you know--?
I bet you do
Once I wanted to be just like you….

Now I’d rather be myself
Why don’t you try being yourself

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