HISTORY LESSON - PART III                       © 2008 Acoustic Ross

i'm not gonna play any james taylor tonight, no lou reed
i'm scared of needles
i might play acoustic guitar, but the dead kennedys were my beatles
i've been in kind of a foul mood for the last 20 years or so, no less
i don't hate everything yet, but i'm a grumpy old man in progress

wouldn't say i'm a negative guy but my idea bulb is a blacklight
wouldn't say i'm antisocial but i wear my sunglasses at night
doesn't matter what i do for a living, garbage man, emotional baggage handler
i'm kinda like that one guy on 'Friends' but a whole lot more like Chandler

never told you meat was murder
didn't come from a land down under
i didn't start the fire
and i didn't steal garth brooks' thunder*
i've never done the safety dance
nor have i ever danced in the street
i've never rocked down to electric avenue
or argued for one week

but every morning there's a single on the radio
that makes me wanna turn it off
i know it's all his fault, the boxer that recorded it
but he's not the one that pissed me off
something kinda gruesome, it's time the dj grew some
it's ground into the dirt
so now i've gotta hear it 10 times an hour all day at work

i won't be happy till there's a hundred bands that sound just like me
won't be happy till i save up enough for that frontal lobotomy
won't be happy till you put me back into my misery
i won't be happy till i finish writing my unauthorized autobiography

my life is sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll, minus the sex and drugs
it's a stream of semiconsciousness and i don't know what's next
hope you have a good time tonight
i hope you laugh at least a couple of times
and i hope this song is over soon
cause i'm running out of words that... uh, sound the same




  * we would also have accepted: and i'm not one of the boys of summer