"Absynthe"

maryjomaryjo Posts: 15
I'm listening to a great song by the Gits right now, and since the lyrics are befitting of my mood I would like to share them with you all.


There are these people that use you for
their own need for deception
And by the size of their lies and
the size of the stories that they're telling
they've proved themselves to be
very small.....minded

Do you ever thought when dealing with the worst
the outcome is the best thing for you
and by the good of evil is the knowledge
that you face it, one day your gonna have to

I could put it in some theme of a tale
or a story from a myth
but it means a simple thing
No I ain't worth nothing if there's no perspective
of truth in my life

have you ever thought when dealing with the worst
the outcome is the best thing for you
and by the good of evil is the knowledge
that you face it, one day your gonna have to

I think I've had enough
Wonder why I don't just go off
Don't like to be a violent woman
but I know I have it in me.
I know I shouldn't be surprised
lots of people look like hogs rolling in the mud
Yea it's a dying shame
But that's where some people truth

Written by Mia Zapata
i need a baseball bat... i'm gonna trash this office... these people... they're fuckin' with my head... i can't move... they left me here... strapped to this bed... it's not a thought... inside my head... those little voices... they're talkin' to me....
selene vigil
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  • suffragettesuffragette Posts: 253
    Hemingway referred to absinthe a lot. I think if you drink too much of it you will die, or something deep and Hemingwayesque like that.
  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    well hemingway shot himself so who knows.

    RIP. mia.
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • EvilToasterElfEvilToasterElf Posts: 1,119
    It's hard to find real absynthe anymore, the stuff going around now is just liquor with a really high alcohol content.

    But I did manage to get my hands on a fantastic bottle of the good stuff from Moscow a few years back, and it will only lead to enlightenment...followed by profuse vomiting
  • depopulationINCdepopulationINC Posts: 2,074
    It's hard to find real absynthe anymore, the stuff going around now is just liquor with a really high alcohol content.

    But I did manage to get my hands on a fantastic bottle of the good stuff from Moscow a few years back, and it will only lead to enlightenment...followed by profuse vomiting

    I drink my fair share. Suisse le bleue is uber
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
  • suffragettesuffragette Posts: 253
    well hemingway shot himself so who knows.

    RIP. mia.

    But that was a long time after he wrote about absinthe.
  • In essence... absinthe is poison... wormwood is almost equivalent to house-hold cleaner.. I could never understand why someone would drink it...

    Great lyrics by the way... I think I am going to sample some of their music.
  • suffragettesuffragette Posts: 253
    Just for that reason. That was what Hemingway was getting at. What is the limit before it kills you?
  • Not quite sure about the limit... but the ingredient Thujone.. eventually causes damage to the central nervous system... but oddly enough the very same ingredient when used in white wine.. produces Vermouth...
  • maryjomaryjo Posts: 15
    Well I was hoping that you all would like the lyrics. They are great fucking lyrics. I didn't expect the whole absynthe thread to center around the alcohol. I have a friend who can get it anytime, but my trippin' days are long gone. I'd have to be in a safe place with great people to even consider tripping on anything ever again.
    i need a baseball bat... i'm gonna trash this office... these people... they're fuckin' with my head... i can't move... they left me here... strapped to this bed... it's not a thought... inside my head... those little voices... they're talkin' to me....
    selene vigil
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