phade_away

work is hard. i never realized how hard line cooks have to work. and i've only worked the slow days. at least school is over. i feel all greasy and icky from the fryer. and my hands smell like pickles (at least they don't smell like cabbage).

i am also wondering what happened to jill suicide. for some reason she was dropped from suicide girls. even she doesn't know what happened. hmmm.... wierd.


Bastards on Parade
Written by Dropkick Murphys

I've lost all the time that I have in this world
I've spent it unwisely, unwisely you see
And I can't get it back and I can't move forward
I'm broken and I'm empty, it's over for me
If I could undo all the wrongs that I've caused
Fall to my knees, pray for swiftness and just
For I'm just a fool, a fool driven to dust
And the world ain't gonna change for me

So give me one more chance to prove these problems and frustrations
Aren't just manifest in memories we're destined to repeat
A second chance to prove I know right from wrong
I swear I'll do things different but can't promise to be strong

(chorus)
So come all you losers, you bastards and cheats
Vagrants and barflies down on the street
Follow this path to salvation, vindication awaits
We're marching on East Broadway tonight

If you could look into this old face and try to see the young man
I swear I once was pretty, not the monster you now see
But I squandered all my chances, lost my faith and took for granted
This life and precious one chance, the whirlwind I'll wreak

If I could undo all the wrongs that I've caused
Fall to my knees, pray for swiftness and just
For I'm just a fool, a fool driven to dust
And the world ain't gonna change for me

(chorus)
So come all you losers, you bastards and cheats
Vagrants and barflies down on the street
Follow this path to salvation, vindication awaits
We're marching on East Broadway tonight