I am the poor cowboy
My bubble gum is fermented fruit
My lunch is always cassava
My older sister and brother
My mom, dad, grandma, the whole family
They are all not cowboys
I am a vagabond, alone
The horse that I have has a button.

The poor cowboy
Has a gone with no bullets
Has a pocket but without money
I am the cowboy
Always alone
My horse has no feet
And my underwear has a hole.

say goodbye to superstition,
say hello to the reproductive revolution,
believe in the binomial distribution,
we’re in the precipice of an emergent evolution.

our parish priest, he says pray and with god’s grace you’ll pull through
but he doesn’t have 12 kids, he can’t tell me what to do
all he does is accost and confront
he’s a cunt who doesn’t have a cunt

i have 12 kids and i don’t want any anymore,
i love to fuck but raising kids is such a big chore,
i wake up everyday in a sausage curl,
i want to wear a condom but i can’t – i’m a girl.

note to self: great title for 1st song of the Third World Condom band – “Prophylactic Blues”

kakabili ko nga pala ng bagong “wrote a song for everyone” CD ni fogerty at laman na ito ng playlist ko sa kotse at sa aking pagtakbo. isa sa paborito ko ang “someday never comes” for a number of reasons.

alam mo yung parating sinasabi ng mga matatanda na “balang araw, maiintindihan mo…” and you can fill in the blanks: balang araw, maiintindihan mo kung bakit ako umalis, kung bakit kami naghiwalay ng mommy mo, kung bakit walang perang pang enroll. para kay fogerty, BS lahat ng ito.

sabi niya “you better learn it fast; you better learn it young ’cause someday never comes, someday never comes”