发信人: jmj(流风)
整理人: stupidyoyo(2001-09-01 12:24:48), 站内信件
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Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family,
Choose a fu.cking big television, Choose washing machines, cars,
compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.
Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance.
Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home.
Choose your friends.
Choose leisure wear and matching luggage.
Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fu.cking fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit-crushing game shows,
stuffing fu.cking junk food into your mouth.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home,
nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish,
fu.cked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future. Choose life.
I chose not to choose life: I chose something else. And the reasons?
There are no reasons.
Who need reasons when you've got heroin?
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不要问我从那里来 我的故乡在远方
为什甚流浪 流浪远方 流浪
为了天空飞翔的小鸟
为了山间轻流的小溪 为了宽阔的草原
流浪远方 流浪
还有还有 为了梦中的柠檬树柠檬树
不要问我从那里来 我的故乡在远方
为什麽流浪 为什麽流浪远方
为了我梦中的柠檬树 |
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