I've been to my fair share of live shows. Granted, they were the same shows over and over and over and over and over again, but who's counting? Am I sorry that I have spent more money on Dave Matthews tickets than I probably have for my current car? No way! If I hadn't, would I have been able to put this bad boy poem together? I think not!
You are
TOO MUCH. There is
SO MUCH TO SAY. You might regret that when we
LIE IN OUR GRAVES.
WHAT WOULD YOU SAY if I asked you to take that back? D
ON'T DRINK THE WATER, karma will get you.
THE MAKER is watching. You should
SEEK UP nicer things to say. Then you can be the
PROUDEST MONKEY.
RECENTLY, you were the saddest guy. You should watch
ANTS MARCHING to understand true unity. We should all be
DANCING NANCIES in life. We can experience
THE BEST OF WHAT'S AROUND. We can
DRIVE IN, DRIVE OUT anywhere we want. It's a
TYPICAL SITUATION with happy people and
TRIPPING BILLIES. Let's do a
TWO STEP by the
WAREHOUSE, and
RAPUNZEL can visit, we have to get her at
THE LAST STOP. And not on
HALLOWEEN, because she'll be visiting
THE DREAMING TREE with her PIG. I know you have a
CRUSH on her though, but I think she is
BUSTED STUFF. And if you marry her, you are
DIGGING A DITCH because her
GRACE IS GONE. She hooked up with her
CAPTAIN, a
BARTENDER, on
GREY STREET.
YOU NEVER KNOW who will cheat on you and who will
CRY FREEDOM. She is
TOO MUCH, but don't worry,
YOU PAY FOR WHAT YOU GET, and you'd be a
FOOL TO DREAM HER,
EVERYDAY, she isn't an
ANGEL. Not even
WHEN THE WORLD ENDS.
But the show I have never made it to was Bonnaroo. I have had this inexplicable urge to go, you know, to experience the Woodstock of my generation. But I don't camp. I like showers, and mattresses, and deodorant, and dry feet, and personal space. So, until now, I didn't know there was this incredible middle ground, and I thought I would share it with everyone here if you were also in the dark: Fuse TV is featuring a Best Of Bonnaroo set!!
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