2021.03.22.
A Boy Unlike All the Others
Ziggy, his name is Ziggy
I am mad about him
He is a boy unlike all the others
But I love him, it's not my fault
Even if I know
That he will never love me
Ziggy, his name is Ziggy
I am mad about him
The first time I saw him
I threw myself at him on the street
I only told him
That I wanted him
It was four o'clock in the morning
I was alone and I had wanted
Someone to talk to
He told me, 'Let's drink some coffee'
We talked about our lives
We laughed, we cried
Ziggy, his name is Ziggy
He is my only friend
In his head there is nothing but music
He sells records at a store
You could say he lives
In another world
Every evening he takes me out dancing
To very gay locales
Where he has tons of friends
Yes, I know he likes guys
I have to come up with a reason
To try to forget him, but
Ziggy, his name is Ziggy
I am mad about him
He is a boy unlike all the others
And I love him, it's not my fault
Even if i know
He will never love me
2019.01.04.
The automated waitress' lament
I didn't ask to be born
I would just like to be left alone
I don't want to do the same as everybody else
But I need to pay my rent
I work at the Underground Café
I'm just an automated waitress
It gives me all the time I need to daydream
Even when I'm dead on my feet
I'm always ready to fly away
I work at the Underground Café
One day, you'll see
The automated waitress
Going away
To grow her tomatoes
In the sun
What am I going to do today?
What am I going to do tomorrow?
That's what I ask myself every morning
What am I going to do with my life?
I don't want anything
I just want to feel good
I don't want to work just to be working
To earn a living, as they say
I would just want to do something I love
I don't know what I love, that's my problem
From time to time, I strum my guitar
That's all I can be good at
I never dreamed of becoming a star
I just want to be me
My life doesn't look like me
I work at the Underground Café
I haven't seen the sun for a long time
In my underworld
For me, all the days look alike
To me, life is useless
I'm like a switched off neon light
I work at the Underground Café
One day, you'll see
The automated waitress
Going away
To grow her tomatoes
In the sun
What am I going to do today?
What am I going to do tomorrow?
That's what I ask myself every morning
What am I going to do with my life?
I don't want anything
I just want to feel good
One day, you'll see
The automated waitress
Going away
To grow her tomatoes
In the sun