I write songs now, kinda

Here is how I write songs:

I stay up til 3 o clock in the morning, when if I make a single loud noise my mom will come bursting in a scold me. Anyway, I need alot of caffeine to have any idea make sense, so I drink soda. Then, I go through a horrible time in my life and open up notepad and don't capitalize.

Whenever I look back I always think "Man, I KNOW I wrote a better one. It's gotta be around here somewhere. But I can never find where I save those, so here's this one I wrote about horrible things happening to a small child.

The boy down the street
his name is Zach
and he always carries lunch
in his spiderman pack

He told me in the winter
he hated his class
they always made fun of him
because he ate glass

He just likes the taste
oh, what can you think
When he eats those windows
he feels warm and pink

He ran out into the night
after a fight with his dad
fell down a hole
screamed and hurt real bad

It turns out they buried him
that grey summer day
and now there's a zombie
where he used to lay

He just likes the taste
oh, is it so insane
When he eats those peoples'
warm soft brain

I know it's wrong
Well, I know it aint right
but I keep him locked in my cellar
and feed him at night

One day I went down
to give him a talk
but it had to happen one day
he was stiff and cold like a rock

I just like the taste
oh, give me a listen
When I ate his cold body
with his blood a glistenin'

In completely unrelated news, I think maybe I could be Shel Silverstein when I grow up. So, I'm going to add this to my careers list.

1. Musician
2. Criminal
3. Actor
4. Poet
5. Dead end job at an office
6. Record store owner
7. Best Buy guy

I have alot ahead of me.

...Argh, I wanted to end smugly right there, but my radio is on a commercial, so I'm waiting for a song to post.

AHA!

Ground Control to Major Tom - David Bowie

p.s. I really would do tags if I thought anyone read this.

Actually, nuh uh