Joe Fathallah

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A song by the Scottish rock band Travis.

Writing To Reach You

Every day I wake up and it's Sunday
Whatever's in my eye won't go away
The Radio is playing all the usual
And what's a Wonderwall anyway

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
'Cause I'm writing to reach you now
But I might never reach you
Only want to teach you
About you
But that's not you

It's good to know that you are home for Christmas
It's good to know that you are doing well
It's good to know that you all know I'm hurting
It's good to know I'm feeling not so well

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
'Cause I'm writing to reach you now
But I might never reach you
Only want to teach you
About you
But that's not you
Do you know it's true
But that won't do

Maybe then tomorrow will be Monday
And whatever's in my eye should go away
But still the radio is playing all the usual
And what's a wonderwall anyway

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
'Cause I'm writing to reach you now
But I might never reach you
Only want to teach you
About you
But that's not you
Do you know it's true
But that won't do
And you know it's you
I'm talking to

The Uncut Geek Guy Song

Friday night and everyone has gone out
But it is no surprise I am about
Staring at that screen's what I do today
While all that alcohol has you shout

Now I'm wondering about you
That I may never see you
But now I try e-mail
Try all my come-on lines stale
I only want you here now
But oh, wow
I don't know how

(A giddy stutter)

I want to know if you could care to read this
I want to know if you could give a damn
I want to know if you could listen to me
'Cause I so wish that you'd like me the way I am

Now I'm wondering about you
That I may never see you
But now I try e-mail
Try all my come-on lines stale
I only want you here now
But oh, wow
I don't know how
But that's too bad
I get so sad

(A giddy stutter)

I get up and this day is Saturday
Hey, I better ring you to try to say
That I like you so much but such a dork
So I guess e-mail is here to stay

Now I'm wondering about you
That I may never see you
But now I try e-mail
Try all my come-on lines stale
I only want you here now
But oh, wow
I don't know how
But that's too bad
I get so sad
Yet why should I try?
Such a sad guy

(Did a huge giddy stutter. His vague acceptance. Fit. Gun shot....)

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Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Robert Lee Frost

End of this World

I think it ends with nuclear war,
Effectively too with oil.
Since as we die to win profit
Our differences overboil.

Death took of war battlefields
In the fucking name of shitty dough.
So I omit wrath. I admit,
He who has resources is referred to as a foe.

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Colourblind
Darius

Feeling blue,
Well I'm trying to forget the feeling that I miss you,
Feeling green,
When the jealousy swells and it won't go away and dreams,
Feeling yellow,
I'm confused inside, a little hazy but mellow
When I feel your eyes on me.

Feeling fine, it's sublime,
When that smile of yours creeps into my mind.

Nobody told me it feels so good,
Nobody said you would be so beautiful,
Nobody warned me about your smile,
You're the light,
You're the light,
When I close my eyes,
I'm colourblind.

Feeling red,
When you spend all your time with your friends and not me instead,
Feeling black,
When I think about all of the things that I feel I lack,
Feeling jaded,
When it's not gone right, all the colours are faded.
When I feel your eyes on me,

Feeling fine, it's sublime,
When that smile of yours creeps into my mind.

Nobody told me it feels so good,
Nobody said you would be so beautiful,
Nobody warned me about your smile,
You're the light,
You're the light,
When I close my eyes,
I'm colourblind.

Can't defy the light you shine,
The colours fade completely,
Can't defy you every time,
I feel your smile beneath me,
I'm colourblind
I just can't deny this feeling.

Nobody told me it feels so good,
Nobody said you would be so beautiful,
Nobody warned me about your smile,
You're the light,
You're the light,
When I close my eyes,
I'm colourblind.

Nobody told me it feels so good,
Nobody said you would be so beautiful,
Nobody warned me about your smile,
You're the light,
You're the light,
When I close my eyes,
I'm colourblind.

You're the light
You're the light
When I close my eyes,
You make me colourblind.

I am Wishing I am Blind
Joe Fathallah

Reeling guys,
I'd sneeze just trying not to remember the look in your eyes.
Needing gin,
Being totally turned off by you being this bloody thin.
Feeling silly,
I must try much to banish you from my willy.
See your bony boobs on me.

Then I'll sob, I'll try call the mob,
Because I feel my teeny dick on your gob.

Why did you need to ming so much?
Babe you're the lean sort of girl I wouldn't touch.
Since we went out I feel so red,
So I said
Girl, I'm wed
Get out of my bed
You hear my yell!
(She fell)

This is in Hell,
Why you need me through your slight pain I cannot tell.
Want to die,
Yep, feel my mood too cheesed off like in Hell as you lie and lie.
Feel I've been,
Foolish, need all nude babes here, not you damn dunce I mean.
See your bony boobs on me.

Then I'll sob, I'll try call the mob,
Because I feel my teeny dick on your gob.

Why did you need to ming so much?
Babe you're the lean sort of girl I wouldn't touch,
Since we went out I feel so red,
So I said
Girl, I'm wed
Get out of my bed
You hear my yell!
(She fell)

Need a doll who is more sweet,
Soon you'll feel the leading boot
Up anus it can't fail to meet,
And then you no more will I root.
If this dude's lustful
I just need deep anal fun.

Why did you need to ming so much?
Babe you're the lean sort of girl I wouldn't touch.
Since we went out I feel so red,
So I said
Girl, I'm wed
Get out of my bed
You hear my yell!
(She fell)

Why did you need to ming so much?
Babe you're the lean sort of girl I wouldn't touch.
Since we went out I feel so red,
So I said
Girl, I'm wed
Get out of my bed
You hear my yell!
(She fell)

So I said
Girl, I'm wed
Get out of my bed,
Oh do you hear my yell?

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Updated: May 10, 2016


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