In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Saturday, March 1, 2014
Carlos went downtown
Carlos went downtown
to buy a quarter-ounce of Portland's best
(no, it's not legalized here yet)
Carlos went downtown
he bought a foot-long sub and beer
and went home to his TV set
to watch his favorite program
the one about the teacher and the kid
he'll tell you "oh, man,
I can't spoil it by saying what they did
you'll have to watch it
from the beginning"
Carlos has some friends
maybe not a whole lot
but the friends that he has,
they are good
Carlos has a job
heaven knows he hates it
but he's right on time
the way he should
but sometimes it's good to just stay home
and get high and drink a lot of beer
sometimes it's good to let
the whole wide world to disappear
get it far away from here
* * *
New song, farmboy?
Yeah, man, but I don't know where the fuck to go with this and I don't want to fuckin' force an ending that's not emotionally true just to have an ending. You know?
Maybe I'll give it a little time to breathe in my unconscious. How's that for pretentious sounding?
I think it's a good idea to give it time, farmboy. Come back later and see if you're still interested.
Sounds good. See you later, Carlos.
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