Money is for spending
why bother pretending
your body’s not for feeling.
give it something good.
Bon bons are for eating
As long as he is treating.
Satisfaction is too fleeting
to do what you should.
I’ve got illusions.
I’m gonna lose them (use them)
That’s what they’re there for.
So the way out of naivete’s not always respectable.
I’ve got to be here all flesh and blood and three-dimensional.
I found the way out my mama’s belly without pretention (just like you….)
So gimme gimme gimme gimme the best of these dimensions.
Wild oats are for sowing.
Secrets are for knowing.
Just climb into a cab, and tell the man to drive.
Life is for the living.
Rules are for the breaking.
Your heart will do the same no matter how you try.
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I saw Mal Blum perform years ago at a show and I felt instantly connected to the songs they wrote. There's something just really comfortable about the stories the songs tell, and it can seem so personal at times that it just feels like your own feelings inserted into the words you couldn't find on your own. sammichbot