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    Thursday, September 2nd, 2010
    9:00 pm
    Leaving Work
    Dangling toes
    fallen chair
    all the gawkers
    did stop right there
    to see the man
    who would not put on airs
    Friday, June 26th, 2009
    1:47 pm
    Confused
    If Karma is supposed to be a bitch, why is it that she seems so content but I am still struggling to find happiness, or at least accept it?
    Tuesday, May 5th, 2009
    10:54 pm
    For my love
    Avast, I sailed the stormy seas
    Of life and love, and all of these
    Until I met the girl of dreams
    To whom I offer a heart again
    Though patched and poked
    It’s what I give
    To she that would see me dock again
    Tuesday, April 21st, 2009
    9:47 pm
    April 17
    My hands smell like you
    and I smile
    at the scent of a goddess
    But I shower
    and it's gone
    making me want you again

    ________________________

    Tarnation
    Turnation
    Play the station
    Dat be mak'n
    My booty bounce
    Thursday, March 12th, 2009
    11:44 pm
    Losing Lisa
    The lights are off again
    She took me by surprise
    She's so sensitive
    This sh*t just happens sometimes
    She's my everything
    She's my best friend and more
    We don't do anything
    We didn't do the day
    Before you go
    You oughta know
    That I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted you to know

    Black tears are falling down her face
    And I am wrong
    Black tears are falling and she won't say what I've done
    She's sitting here beside me, then she is gone
    Black tears are falling, falling

    Remember long ago
    Together laughing, loving
    Oh so long ago
    When we were buying something
    Life was simple then
    But she's not happy now, and I
    Don't feel anything
    Her lips are moving
    I am mesmerised
    By tiny lies
    I'm watching as the shapes are drawing slowly from her eyes

    Black tears are falling down her face
    And I am wrong
    Black tears are falling and she won't say what I've done
    She's sitting here beside me, then she is gone
    Black tears are falling, falling
    Black tears are falling, falling

    Losing Lisa
    Losing Lisa
    Losing Lisa
    And there's nothing I can do

    Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)
    Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)
    Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)
    Black tears are falling, falling (ooh ooh)
    11:40 pm
    The Chimbley Sweep
    I am a chimbley, a chimbley sweep
    No bed to lie, no shoes to hold my feet
    Upon the rooftops in dead of night
    You’ll hear me cry, I’ll shake you from your sleep

    To hear me weep
    "Your day will come indeed
    For I am a poor and a wretched boy
    A chimbley chimbley sweep."

    I am an orphan, an orphan boy
    I’ve known no love, I’ve seen no mother’s joy
    A dirty doorstep my cradle laid
    My fortune's made: I’ll shake you from your sleep

    To hear me weep
    "Your day will come indeed.
    For I am a poor and a wretched boy
    A chimbley chimbley sweep."

    "O lonely urchin!" the widow cried
    "I’ve not been swept since the day my husband died."
    Her cheeks a blushing, her legs laid bare
    And shipwrecked there I’ll shake you from your sleep

    To hear me weep
    "Your day will come indeed.
    For I am a poor and a wretched boy
    A chimbley chimbley sweep.
    For I am a poor and a wretched boy
    A chimbley chimbley sweep."
    Tuesday, March 10th, 2009
    8:13 pm
    More Poems
    Four beers
    and you're still not here.
    You're off with some other guy.
    But for me I fear,
    love's lost
    in favor of life
    ________________

    Internet Dating
    Your decision put me here
    to find another
    ________________

    Sandwiches for me
    Sandwiches for everyone
    Makes lunch delicious
    ________________

    Train's a bit bumpy
    Soda's going flat
    But when I get to New York City
    I won't care about that

    I used to have a friend there
    We haven't talked in years
    The last time was through
    faded love
    but there were no tears

    Still, I miss her
    ________________

    Someday it will all come together
    Like a mastadon
    or delicious brew.
    She's out there somewhere
    My heart belongs to you
    ________________

    All I learned from love
    I learned in the barrell of a gun!
    ________________

    Birds, fireworks, flowers
    They all bloom magnificant
    For my eyes' pleasure
    ________________

    Bald dogs
    Danc'n folks
    Kristin's party
    Has got me
    against the ropes
    8:12 pm
    The Legionnaire' Lament
    I'm a legionnaire
    Camel in disrepair
    hoping for a frigidaire
    to come passing by
    I am on reprieve
    lacking my joie de vivre
    missing my gay paris
    in this desert dry

    And I wrote my girl
    told her I would not return
    I've terribly taken a turn
    for the worst now I fear

    Its been a year or more
    since they shipped me to this foreign shore
    fighting in a foreign war
    so far away from my home

    If only summer rain would fall
    on the houses and the boulevards
    and the side walk bagatelles it's like a dream
    with the roar of cars
    and the lulling of the cafe bars,
    the sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine.
    Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again.

    la la la la dam
    la la la low

    Medicating in the sun
    pinched doses of laudanum
    longing for the old fecundity of my homeland
    Curses to this mirage!
    A bottle of ancient Shiraz
    a smattering of distant applause
    is ringing in my poor ears

    On the old left bank
    my baby in a charabanc
    riding up the width and length
    of the Champs Elysees

    If only summer rain would fall
    on the houses and the boulevard
    and the side walk bagatelles it's like a dream
    with the roar of cars
    and the lulling of the cafe bars
    the sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
    Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again


    If only summer rain would fall
    on the houses and the boulevard
    and the side walk bagatelles its like a dream
    with the roar of cars
    and the lulling of the cafe bars
    the sweetly sleeping sweeping of the Seine
    Lord I don't know if I'll ever be back again...
    be back again,
    be back again,
    I'll be back again
    Friday, March 6th, 2009
    10:46 am
    Fairytale of New York
    It was Christmas Eve babe
    In the drunk tank
    An old man said to me, won't see another one
    And then he sang a song
    The rare old mountain Dew
    I turned my face away
    And dreamed about you

    Got on a lucky one
    Came in eighteen to one
    I've got a feeling
    This year's for me and you
    So happy Christmas
    I love you baby
    I can see a better time
    When all our dreams come true

    They've got cars big as bars
    They've got rivers of gold
    But the wind goes right through you
    It's no place for the old
    When you first took my hand
    On a cold Christmas Eve
    You promised me
    Broadway was waiting for me

    You were handsome
    You were pretty
    Queen of New York City
    When the band finished playing
    They howled out for more
    Sinatra was swinging,
    All the drunks they were singing
    We kissed on a corner
    Then danced through the night

    The boys of the NYPD choir
    Were singing "Galway Bay"
    And the bells were ringing out
    For Christmas day

    You're a bum
    You're a punk
    You're an old slut on junk
    Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
    You scumbag, you maggot
    You cheap lousy faggot
    Happy Christmas your arse
    I pray God it's our last

    The boys of the NYPD choir
    Still singing "Galway Bay"
    And the bells were ringing out
    For Christmas day

    I could have been someone
    Well so could anyone
    You took my dreams from me
    When I first found you
    I kept them with me babe
    I put them with my own
    Can't make it all alone
    I've built my dreams around you



    The boys of the NYPD choir
    Were singing "Galway Bay"
    And the bells were ringing out
    For Christmas day

    The boys of the NYPD choir
    Were singing "Galway Bay"
    And the bells were ringing out
    For Christmas day
    Thursday, March 5th, 2009
    8:54 pm
    Donegal Express
    Who dares to speak of Donegal
    You get kicks in the bars and kicks in the balls
    The harp that played in Tara's halls
    Is burning on the dump
    Virginia is a gin town
    Belturbot is a sin town
    And all the boys from Skintown
    Are in England on the lump
    Got pissed in Letterkenny
    With darlin' sportin' Jenny
    Spent me very last penny
    And we made it in the press
    The husband caught me in the bed
    Tried to shoot me in the head
    Had to swim the stream to get
    The Donegal Express

    Kahaya! You fuck!
    Come Hell of high water
    I might have fucked your Missus
    But I never fucked your daughter
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh

    As sure as I'm Father Emmett
    I've a King Dong down me Semmett
    As any girl will tell you
    From Cavan down to Clare
    Back in sweet Virginia
    In the toilet with Lavinia
    I nearly fucked her brains out
    And tore her party dress
    A shit, a shave, a shower
    And half a pint of powers
    Then off again to get on board
    The Donegal Express

    Kahaya! You fuck!
    Come Hell of high water
    I might have fucked your Missus
    But I never fucked your daughter
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh

    Kahaya! You fuck!
    Come Hell of high water
    I might have fucked your Missus
    But I never fucked your daughter
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
    11:27 am
    Either Way - Guster
    You were almost kind
    You were almost true
    Don’t let me see that other side of you.
    You have learned in time
    That you must be cruel
    I’ll have to wait to get the best of you.

    Poison in everything you say,
    Don’t you don’t you.
    Wonder what difference does it make
    Either way.

    You were almost kind
    You were almost true
    Why give away that other side of you.
    Happens every time
    So it must be true
    Step on a kid he’ll grow up hating you.

    Poison in every thing you say,
    Don’t you don’t you.
    Wonder what difference does it make
    Either way.

    Were you ever kind
    Were you always cruel
    Who has ever seen that other side of you.
    Happened every time
    So it must be true
    Where did you learn it’s either him or you.

    You were almost kind
    You were almost true
    Don’t let me see that other side of you.
    You have learned in time
    That you must be cruel
    I’ll have to wait to get the best of you.

    Poison in everything you say,
    Don’t you don’t you.
    Wonder what difference does it make
    Either way.
    Monday, March 2nd, 2009
    3:49 pm
    Smooth Loucks
    You spoke her language
    And that was good enough
    For love
    And to leave me floating in the reeds
    Her flesh becomes yours
    Away from bones mine tears
    The counselors tell me to be angry
    To dry my clouded eyes
    And loose the dogs
    But if Cohen taught me anything
    It’s that love may be fleeting
    But the feeling never dissipates
    So I pray to whom listens
    That you find the joy
    I failed to secure
    For what more can I want from love
    than to know she smiles

    Current Mood: crushed
    Friday, February 27th, 2009
    8:49 am
    Far Behind - Social D
    With friends like you, who needs enemies?
    you ain't right, you ain't never gonna be,
    you're out of the car, I'm afraid you've been declined.
    you shake my hand, while you're pissing on my leg
    I'm cuttin you loose, I don't need this misery
    your soul is toxic, you ain't no friend of mine.

    You talk real trash when i'm not around
    to build yourself up, you gotta to tear me down.
    you'll have to excuse me, i've got better things to do.
    you smile through your teeth, you talk out your neck
    every chance you get you're gonna stab my back.
    your time's run out, i've got nothing left for you..

    [Chorus:]
    I'm leaving you far behind.
    I'm leaving you far behind.
    Stop wasting all of my time.
    I'm leaving you far behind.

    So I'm pulling out the weeds, i'm taking stock
    you can talk the talk, but cant walk the walk
    Your narcissistic ways have gotten the best of you.
    So I'm leaving you to sink, in all your glory
    For you and me it's the end of the story.
    Get out of my way, I've got better things to do..

    [Chorus x3]

    With friends like you, who needs enemies?
    it means you ain't right, you ain't never going
    your soul is toxic, you ain't no friend of mine.
    8:40 am
    Empty Sky
    You used to love me
    You used to know
    All the places I dreamed of
    And those where I feared to go
    But now you’re a stranger
    Lost in anger
    Taking on some other beau
    No reasons why
    You made me cry
    Left me to find
    Some other sun for my empty sky

    Current Mood: scared
    Monday, February 16th, 2009
    4:50 pm
    Walking
    An old man is troubled by the site of ice
    An empty bottle of OE rolls into the street
    As the sun bounces of a snowbank
    Cars go by silently
    Muted by the music in my head
    As I walk the streets of Toga
    Into something new I tread
    12:40 am
    Butterflies
    Endorphines and butterflies
    squinty eyes and crocodile smiles
    mean my blood is flowing again
    12:37 am
    Newness
    To meet somone new
    and wonder could it be you
    or will this just be another stop
    along the tracks
    only time will tell
    what the fates may know
    I can only focus
    on how my heart beats
    Saturday, February 14th, 2009
    12:48 pm
    Samson
    You are my sweetest downfall
    I loved you first, I loved you first
    Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth
    I have to go, I have to go
    Your hair was long when we first met

    Samson went back to bed
    Not much hair left on his head
    He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
    And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
    And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

    You are my sweetest downfall
    I loved you first, I loved you first
    Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
    But they're just old light, they're just old light
    Your hair was long when we first met

    Samson came to my bed
    Told me that my hair was red
    Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
    Oh I cut his hair myself one night
    A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
    And he told me that I'd done alright
    And kissed me 'til the mornin' light, the mornin' light
    And he kissed me 'til the mornin' light

    Samson went back to bed
    Not much hair left on his head
    Ate a slice of wonderbread and went right back to bed
    Oh, we couldn't bring the columns down
    Yeah we couldn't destroy a single one
    And history books forgot about us
    And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

    You are my sweetest downfall
    I loved you first
    12:46 pm
    Gone
    I thought I'd write, I thought I'd let you know
    In the year since you've been gone I've finally let you go
    And I hope you find some time to drop a note
    But if you won't
    Then you won't
    And I will consider you gone

    I know that you went straight to someone else
    While I worked through all this shit here by myself
    And I think that you should spend some time alone
    But if you won't
    Then you won't
    And I will, and i will consider you gone

    I wake up in the night
    All alone and it's alright
    The chemicals are wearing off
    Since you're gone

    The days go on, the lights go off and on
    And nothing really matters when you're gone
    If you think that you feel nothing at all
    If you don't (If you don't)
    Then you don't (No, you won't)
    If you won't
    Then you won't
    Then I will
    Then I will
    Yeah, and I will consider you gone
    Saturday, February 7th, 2009
    2:44 am
    You know you want this
    I'm the boss
    I'm the sauce
    You'll forever
    Regret
    The moment
    when I launched
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