Words, words, everywhere, and not a brain to think
I think we should all spend less time arguing and more time looking at boobies. Boobies are jazz music for the eyes. You know what I'm talking about. You'll be sitting there, stuck in commute traffic, and the morning is the worst. Instead of music, it's all talk shows. Talk, talk, talk. I just wanna rock. But there's no rock. So you look around all sly and dial over to the jazz station. Ah, that's so soothing. I feel much better now. I think I'll have a cigarette. Mmm, boobies. I mean, jazz.
Those Europeans aren't so uptight. You know why? Because they know that boobies are okay. They understand that it won't warp your kid's mind if he sees a boob on TV. Oh, but it's okay to show peoples' heads exploding, violent balls of flame, people flying everywhere, getting shot full of lead, thrown through high-rise windows, run over by 18-wheelers. All this violence. The irony is that the violence is just a replacement for the sex, or perhaps a release valve because of how taboo almost all of our sexuality is.
Meanwhile, kids are having oral and anal sex because they want to be virgins when they marry. No condoms, either. Because they don't know. Because no one is telling them. Because teenagers don't have sex, right? And there's the "born again" virgins. It's a good thing that Jesus is waltzing around, sealing those hymens back up with a flick of his wrist.
Gah. I need to stop talking about this and look at more boobies.
I think we should all spend less time arguing and more time looking at boobies. Boobies are jazz music for the eyes. You know what I'm talking about. You'll be sitting there, stuck in commute traffic, and the morning is the worst. Instead of music, it's all talk shows. Talk, talk, talk. I just wanna rock. But there's no rock. So you look around all sly and dial over to the jazz station. Ah, that's so soothing. I feel much better now. I think I'll have a cigarette. Mmm, boobies. I mean, jazz.
Those Europeans aren't so uptight. You know why? Because they know that boobies are okay. They understand that it won't warp your kid's mind if he sees a boob on TV. Oh, but it's okay to show peoples' heads exploding, violent balls of flame, people flying everywhere, getting shot full of lead, thrown through high-rise windows, run over by 18-wheelers. All this violence. The irony is that the violence is just a replacement for the sex, or perhaps a release valve because of how taboo almost all of our sexuality is.
Meanwhile, kids are having oral and anal sex because they want to be virgins when they marry. No condoms, either. Because they don't know. Because no one is telling them. Because teenagers don't have sex, right? And there's the "born again" virgins. It's a good thing that Jesus is waltzing around, sealing those hymens back up with a flick of his wrist.
Gah. I need to stop talking about this and look at more boobies.