PUnCh DrUnK RaViNGS


Yours truly, like to tie one on sometimes. Then come up with the brilliant notion to write. The title of the page should say it all.

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Underneath A Brandy Moon

While I stood out on the balcony, studying the distant horizon. I began to take a sip, when the reflection of the moon caught my eye. Not wanting to disrupt the image, I merely gazed at the celestial body. It floated upon the brandy like a leaf in calm waters. Never, have I felt more at peace. I continued to marvel at this mystical occurrence. I was trapped, within the hypnotic lure of liquor and nature. When , a revelation of sorts came to me... That someone else in the world is peering into their tumbler and bearing witness to the same muddled consciousness. In this state of heighten awareness, I raised my glass and took a drink. As the brandy rollicked upon the pallet, I gave homage t the heavenly orb and my most favored friend - The moon...


Untitled

Mystical memories of times that have passed reduces me to dry heaves of nonsensical gibberish Which leaves me empty and wondering--- "Is Life at this moment really worth it ?" Soaking in that last revelation-- That everyone is full of shit ! Once again I slip back into the gray haze of my day. Considering the falsities of this hour I am angered at the non concern for a person that is not visibly on the edge..... Slowly writhing in the seat-rambling through the countless expressions of how to say, "FUCK OFF !" I just sit and stare blankly into my beer-- in hopes of finding that mystical answer



CPU BLUES

Sitting at the computer, Staring at the blank screen Wondering why my provider can’t connect me I got the ... CPU blues Oh, those CPU blues. Why they can’t connect me, I really don’t know, but tell you one thing baby, I wish they drop a note . I got the ... CPU blues Oh, those CPU blues. They said it was my modem . But, it all checked out fine . Looked up again and the error was in sight Oh, those CPU blues. I got the... CPU blues Thought it was my jack, but I should of known , It was just my Internet provider giving me some flack I got the ... CPU blues Oh, those CPU blues. Why they can’t connect me . I really don’t know , but tell you one thing baby, This whole damn system have to go . The CPU blues oh, those CPU blues Why they can’t connect me . I really don’t know, but tell you one thing baby, I am done with this flow I got the ... CPU blues Oh, those CPU blues. I got those disconnecting , bad access number having CPU BLUES...



Bone Crusher

I am the Bone Crusher your pain is my game. I live within the hearts of men. When I flick in the mix of my rhyme mankind's desires and fears become mine. I have a list which I know of every twists of mankind's fist. Can you feel the heel of the Bone Crusher's boot,when you decide to steal anothers loot. Yes, that's me the one who fulfills your desire to cheat. I shall proclaim once more the fame that lie upon my door. Don't sneer the Bone Crusher's here to lighten the load of every ear.


Explict Lyrics

I see darkness fall upon God's Garden of light. I am mystified that the world shall end some day. I am tired of sitting in church listening to a pastor delivering the message of God. When he is not abiding by HIS holy word. The clergy or "Appointed Men of CHRIST," run around mocking the sinners of the world . Telling them that they are all going to hell. When themselves seek out prostitutes on a Sunday afternoon. Oh yes, We are all God's children but only in the eyes of God. Unfortunately,man has put conditions on God's children. Man tries to decide who is not HIS children. God please, help anyone that calls me anything but a child of God. The only thing that comforts me is that HE knows my heart. Dear Reverend, so to you and the rest of the fire and brimstone preachers.
STOP POLLUTING MY FATHER'S GARDEN
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W.O.M.B.A.T
(Waste of Money Brains and Time)

My mind is a flutter with indecision and constant questions That can only be answered with a great beer and an outstanding lay. Who am I kidding because that’s not going to happen today. But the beer is guaranteed. Each drink numbs that part that haunts me . One shot, cures the pain Second shot, to dull the senses Third shot, is for the loss loves that have yet to be reconciled Fourth one,before I fall to the floor is for the deep regrets of a love that is newly found. Fifth shot,is to stand me up so I can face the crowd--- Finally Drunk--and confused Answers still not revealed. So I am drinking again to find the courage that elude me Walking a thin tightrope between the conscious and unconscious. Drinking for a blurred answer to a clear problem that I am afraid to face. As temporary as the situation maybe Drunk is the way I rather be. Caught up in this morbid state of reality. Sobriety is the last thing I want but,its the only thing that can set me free. So I keep on drinking and I keep on asking until the slow realization kick in---That this is all just a Waste Of Money Brains And Time.




© Christina Womack

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