Skammentary:
"I think we know this fuckin' song."
Est. 2002 | "This was a Golden Age, a time of high adventure, rich living, and hard dying… but nobody thought so." —Alfred Bester
"I think we know this fuckin' song."
"Have you ever been close to tragedy
Or been close to folks who have?
Have you ever felt the pain so powerful,
So heavy you collapse?
"No? Well.
"I never had to knock on wood,
But I know someone who has,
Which makes me wonder if I could,
It makes me wonder if I—
Never had to knock on wood,
And I'm glad I haven't yet,
Because I'm sure it isn't good,
That's the impression that I get.
"Have you ever felt the odds stacked up so high
You need a strength most don't possess?
Or has it ever come down to do or die?
You've got to rise above the rest.
"No? Well.
"I never had to knock on wood,
But I know someone who has,
It makes me wonder if I could, It makes me wonder if I—
Never had to knock on wood.
And I'm glad I haven't yet,
Because I'm sure it isn't good,
That's the impression that I get.
"I'm not a coward, I've just never been tested.
I'd like to think that if I was I would pass.
Look at the tested and think, there but for the grace go I.
Might be a coward, I'm afraid of what I might find out.
"Never had to knock on wood,
But I know someone who has,
Which makes me wonder if I could,
It makes me wonder if I—
Never had to knock on wood,
And I'm glad I haven't yet,
Because I'm sure it isn't good,
That's the impression that I get.
"Never had to, but I'd better knock on wood,
'Cause I know someone who has,
Which makes me wonder if I could,
It makes me wonder if I—
Never had to, but I'd better knock on wood,
'Cause I'm sure it isn't good,
And I'm glad I haven't yet,
That's the impression that I get."
"Values have been stripped,These United States of America in particular & the West in general stand at a fork in the road. Will we choose to survive & to thrive, or will we continue to commit slow-motion suicide? The Didache (the "Teaching") is an ancient document, the oldest non-Biblical Christian writing; it opens by presenting a stark but accurate assessment of the world (Didache, 1:1):
Lids are blown and flipped,
No one is shocked at this point; so, I'm sure you're not surprised.
All circuits shot and shorted,
The truth has been aborted,
If that's not the truth, the truth is it's been compromised.
Don't you find it upsetting?
All the aiding and abetting.
Are we past the point of no return?
Are we still on the brink?
Will you ignore it and dismiss it?
Go for it, be implicit?
Without civility, humility, or the ability to think?
"Decide!
"We have got to decide!
Should we cash in or should we let it ride?
Will this be sanctioned or be nullified?
We have got to decide!
We have got to decide!
We have got to decide!
We have got to decide!"
There are two ways: one of life and one of death; however, there is a great difference between the two ways.We have got to decide which way we will follow. For additional food for thought, please read Joshua, 24:15 & Sirach, 15:16-17. Non-Catholic Bibles might not have the Book of Sirach (A.K.A. the Wisdom of Ben Sira, the Book of Ecclesiasticus, et al.), or have it in the back amongst the "apocrypha."
"Death, be not proud, though the whole world fear you:
Mighty and dreadful you may seem,
But death, be not proud, for your pride has failed you,
You will not kill me.
Though you may dwell in plague and poison,
You're a slave to fate and desperate men,
So death, if your sleep be the gates to Heaven,
Why your confidence?
When you will be no more,
You will be no more,
When you will be no more.
Even death will die.
Even death will die.
"Death, be not proud.
Death, be not proud.
Death, be not proud,
Cause even death will die."
"He slammed a deck of cards on the table wicked hardEat, Pray, Love,
And said, 'Feel free to count them, if you want.'
I had better things to do, and knew there'd be fifty-two,
I said, 'I'm good thanks,' acting nonchalant.
He went on from there, he waved them in the air,
'A normal deck of playing cards,' he said.
'Pick one,' he barked at me, but do not let me see it.
I didn't pick a card, I left instead.
"Just a little bit closer to nowhere,
A little more somewhere, somehow,
As close as can be, without actually being nowhere right now.
A little bit closer to nowhere.
A little more somewhere. somehow.
As close as can be, without actually being nowhere right now.
"She had a god's eye up on the beautiful bonsai,
She hung the rosary beads around the Buddha's neck,
A dreamcatcher fell and rang a sacred bell
Near the Hindu tapestry that was a wreck.
I heard the bell toll when I struck the singing bowl
With a crystal that I found behind the chimes.
Flipped through a copy of
"They will need music to uplift,
It'll be a Godsend it'll be a gift,
And hope and glory to coincide,
They'll need the strength and warmth and comfort
That the music will provide…"
"Without really knowing I took all the wrong routes,
The misguided monster in the Doc Marten boots,
In the wrong directions, against all of the grains,
Got off at all the wrong stops, back onto all the wrong trains…
"Without a drop of the sense that God had gave to a stone,
But in my own self defense, well, I was not all alone,
I had the partners and colleagues and the cohorts in crime,
Heaven sent to me, hellbent to be one hell of a time…
"Stay till the end,
Stay till the end,
Glad I took a good look at the route that I took."
"You made some of my favorite records,
The sweet ,sweet sounds that you cut will last,
Reflect back, I drop a needle on a track,
And I was able to tough it through a very checkered past.
"Thank you for the records!…
"Put them on,
They go round and round and round and round again,
Oh, come on,
I just love the sound, the sound, the sound of them…"
"I want my city back,
Back the way it used to be,
I want it back the way it was,
I looked around and found
This doesn't feel like my hometown,
And I don't like the way it does…"
"I'll let you in on how I'm feeling:
You've got a lot of nerve,
You'll get what you deserve!
Granted, this feeling's unappealing,
I'm bitter, I'll admit,
Now I've got to deal with it.
"Just one more thing, O.K.?
It's all so sad to say.
"It's so sad to say,
What we had has gone away,
You could say it's sad,
Think of what we could have had…"
"Bless the Lord, O my soul, O my soul,
Worship His holy Name!
Sing like never before, O my soul,
I worship Your holy Name!…"
"Let's try to erase it,
It's time that we face it,
If we don't, then you will?
Shame on us!
Let's try to erase it,
It's time that we face it,
Let's face it:
The time is upon us."
"Sharpest motherfucker in the joint,
The other motherfuckers stop and point,
The gear you wear seems complete,
Why you gotta pack the heat?
"We question one accessory,
Don't think the piece is necessary,
We agree you're dressed to kill,
We wonder if you will…
"Sharpest motherfucker, we repeat,
No other motherfucker can compete,
The clothes you chose are styin', son,
Why you gotta wear the gun?…"
"I'm not as sure as I appear,
Tell me should we make this move?
And if it seems pathetic, pardon me,
I'm not as sure as I appear…"
"Ignorance, it set your standards.
Intelligence, that don't work in your brain.
You're an adult, but you act like a child.
Don't even try to explain.
This stupid shit, it's been done.
You think you're the only one?
Think again!…"
"Can anybody find me somebody to love?…"
"In his favorite club, in his favorite seat,
I saw the Devil, wingtip shoes on his feet,
Pork pie on his head, he was diggin' the beat,
And the band ripped like demons when he screamed, 'Turn on the heat!'
"Well, the Devil was drinking and dancing up a storm,
The band was so hot my beer got warm,
Just when I thought it would all cool down,
That evil motherfucker screamed, 'Burn this place down!'…"
"Do things on shoe strings to make the ends meet,
Cut costs and corners in order to eat,
Low-income housing they couldn't afford,
Bills and collectors that they just ignored.
While the pressures were mounting the tensions would rise,
She had been counting on some of the lies
That he had been telling her being the truth,
The fighting and yelling—the magic of youth!
The magic of youth!
He hit the pipe, she hit the pole,
Stereotypes that were out of control,
Addictions, evictions, mistakes being made,
Health's going south, looks were starting to fade,
And he'd give his right arm if his left one could get
A spike in the vein, then a loose cigarette,
They both lost their dignity, him every tooth,
Classic and tragic—the magic of youth!
The magic of youth!
"The years flew by quickly, that's how they fly by,
Older and sickly and waiting to die,
But they stayed close together, to tell you the truth,
Yelling and fighting (Yelling and fighting),
Classic and tragic (Classic and tragic),
It's all so exciting—the magic of youth!
The magic of youth!
The magic of youth!
The magic of youth!"
"We are all on our own
With no one by our side,
You are so lucky,
Beautiful and bright.
"All the cool kids go steady,
They're making out at twelve,
We sit in our rooms,
Alone by ourselves.
"It's Friday, no phone call,
Nobody asked us out.
"We are the dateless losers,
Lonely until we die!
So unappreciated,
Why, why, why, why?…"
"'We are all in this together,'
I've never felt so alone,
Birds of a feather, but mister, this bird has flown…
"When we tried to flatten the curve I was ready and willing and able,
But you've got one hell of a nerve because you took it off of the table,
Now, somebody get me an agent again, we are putting it back on the market,
I want an old Mercury pick-up truck with a backwoods dirt driveway to park it.
"We've gotta move (That's true)
Do you approve? (We do)
We gotta move out of the city!
How 'bout the groove? (That's new)
Do you approve? (We do)
It is so good to know that you're with me.
"Instead of telling us who we should hate,
Why don't you give us someone to love?…"
"You say you're not guilty,
Oh, you say you been telling the truth,
But I caught you kissing the other boy
And lying is just more proof.
(Get out!)
Get out, my baby!
(Get out!)
Get out, my baby girl!
(Get out!)
Get out, get out, get out, my little baby,
(Get out!)
'Cause you been messing with the other boys!
(Get out!)…"
"You were right, I was rude,
I saw the light when it was further reviewed,
Pushed the point past the brink,
Past what's aceptable, now don't you think?
"You never pulled a punch with me while every shot got fired,
As cheap as they were ,they had to be admired.
"You're absolutely wrong this time,
Could not be any further from the truth,
If we are searching for it,
If not, let me know how come?
You're absolutely wrong, way more,
I'm sure, than you had ever thought,
The truth is what we're searching for,
If I'm wrong, let me know why not?…"
"It's Friday night, I wanted to go out,
I didn't wanna go to no show,
Didn't wanna cruise Main Street,
I didn't wanna go to no disco, no, no!
I just wanted you to come over,
Sit on my couch, and hold me tight,
But you went out with some dumb jock
And left me alone with my skateboard tonight!…"
"I'm not your favorite show anymore,
It seems my rating have dropped
Faster than shows with singing cops,
With too many commercials I put you to sleep,
With too many commercials!…"
"You're just a waste of time to me, Katie,
And you're a waste of time and air and space,
And I've been wasting time on you, Katie,
There isn't any time left I can waste…"
"I, I can hear your laughter,
It stays with me after
All this time.
And I, I still got your records,
Clash and The Selecter,
And don't worry, Desmond Dekker's doing fine…"
"Bring in the skins with the pins and the patches on their flights,
The rovers with the clovers who've spent far too many nights
Out with us till closing time, we hope we're not imposing on you,
Get the crew together—it's the old school off the Bright!
"Flush the boys out of Dot, we're gonna need them there,
And tell the trouble-makers that hang out in Harvard Square,
We need every able asshole, every asshole you can spare,
We're going off the Bright—invite them to this fine affair!
"Tell the Irish in Southie and the South End Puerto Ricans,
The North End Italians and the wind bags up on Beacon Hill,
There will be no tomorrow, it's going down tonight,
So get the crew together—it's the old school off the Bright!
"We want the punks, the drunks, the layabouts, the steady working Joes,
The white collars, the rednecks, and our blueblooded bros.,
The jocks, the preps, the stoners, the homeless, and homeowners,
Every loser, boozer, drug abuser, sharpie, and Two-Toner.
We'll take the Jills and bring on the Jacks
From Forrest Hills all the way to Father Mac's,
The rude girls and the rudies, don't fail, it's your duty, 'cause
Tonight will be the night!
So get the crew together—It's the old school off the Bright!
It's the old school off the Bright!
It's the old school off the Bright!
"Get the crew together—it's the old school off the Bright!"