Monday, November 30, 2009

mystery google

I don't know if you've ever tried mystery google (it's all the rage with middle schoolers I think). I did today, and feeling slightly down about my future, I typed "what should I do with my life?"

The response?

Robbie William's "I'm on a mission." Now, you may think, wow, how amazing and it must be a sign, which is what i initially thought. And then i read the lyrics. All I have to say is, well, I think I'm going to give figuring it out on my own a go. Or, I'm screwed.

"I'm on a mission"

To abuse my position
Abuse it with you

Love, I'm a cynical bitch
I'm gonna scratch that itch
With a bitch like you

Harder thinkers make me miserable
Everything is unforgivable
If not for you
I wouldnt come at all

Find a place to crash
(Boom boom, boom boom labida)
Move your phoney ass
(Boom boom, boom boom labida)

Love me like I'm cash
(Boom boom, boom boom labida)
You can feel the clash
(Boom boom, boom boom labida)

Guitar

If theres a freak in here
Looking for someone like me
I fit their description
Perfectly

Boom boom boom
I bet they'll desert you
They would if they met you
Met you with me

Every move you make is poetry
They all fake what you do naturally
If not for you
I wouldnt come at all

Find a place to crash
(Boom boom, boom boom labida)
Move your phoney ass
(Boom boom, boom boom labida)

Love me like I'm cash
(Boom boom, boom boom labida)
You can see the clash
(Boom boom, boom boom labida)


Kiss me with your mouth
Teach me with your brain
All right

Oh yeah, oh yeah

Things that I say
When I say nothing at all
It leaves a taste in my stomach
And its no taste at all

I can sing, I can't dance
But it don't stop me at all
Its a ball and I'll call , if I call you at all

Love is the reason but it wont pay my rent
Only baloney fill your dish in the dent
I wont be happy till the moneys been spent
I forget to forget, oh forget, oh forget

1 comment:

susan said...

that's pretty dang funny.

sometimes the internet is so weird.

i do, though, like the idea of sending little messages into the interwebbal ocean--like notes in a bottle.