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Discussion => Philosophy, Economics and Justice => Topic started by: thomasm13 on August 19, 2013, 07:38 am

Title: Waxed Lyrical Ode to Silk Road
Post by: thomasm13 on August 19, 2013, 07:38 am
Updated Velvet Underground ballad in lieu of and as a tribute to SR

I’m Waiting For The Mailman

I’m waiting for the mailman
Empty, empty space fulfilling the palm of my hand
Up to my mailbox, 10 yards then 5,
Feel sick and dirty more dead than alive

I’m waiting for my mailman
Hello Mr. Question Mark, how are you today?
Sure is hot out, I say!
Oh pardon me sir, it’s the first thing on my mind
I’ve just found a dear, dear friend of mine

I’m waiting for my mailman
Here he comes to me and then to you,
He’s all dressed in red, white and blue,
My dear little jingoistic union jack
New Balance tennis shoes and a little blue baseball cap
He’s always early, he’s never late
First thing you learn is that you never gotta wait

I’m waiting for my mailman
Memorized all the faces as best I can
I’ve finalized my desire
Keeping tabs on the in transits
A bit of encapsulated pleasure to extinguish
That saintly fire, frustrated stealth, a face unreadable like PGP
With my BTC I have no need for worldly wealth,

Because,

I’m waiting for my mailman
Up to the mailbox, latch spills down with all your cares,
Not a single soul has pinned you, nobody knows your wares,
You’ve got the works, no sweet taste
Gotta ensure your life isn’t controlled delivery laced,
Stepping back inside because you’ve got all time to waste

I’m waiting for my mailman
Baby don’t you holler, darling don’t you bawl and shout
I’m feeling good, you know I’m gonna work it on out
I’m feeling good, I’m feeling oh so fine,
Until tomorrow, but that’s just some other time,
Unless it’s Sunday, only day I’m not free,
You can see me, I’m waiting for my mailman