Sampson
02-05-2010, 11:12 AM
my friends and i have offically decided
that we intend to buy a private island
maybe somewhere in tahiti
or one situated in the uniquely
blue seas of fiji...
you see we figure that island paradise
is going at a pretty reasonable price
i mean what's a couple of hundred mill
between old mates? and anyway
we're figure if we fix up the place
it'll be a kinda get away from the rat race
we don't mean an exclusive resort
that's not our dream
that's a corporate scheme
we wanna build a place
where people can come and just be
stay for free
we'd still use money
but weed would be
the central currency
and we'd build cantina
so the sun dazed inhabitants
of paradise could feed indulgently
in the evenings
after a day in the fields
or a day spent dreaming on beaches
we'd construct a library
of the knowledge of the common people
and it would the only building
on the whole island with a steeple
we'd worship at the feet of
none other than mother nature
beautiful creator we'd make love to her
not rape her
we imagine a place where
concrete jungle paved from hate
and skyscrapers placed to elevate
the human race and escape the dirt
the earth from which we have risen
is nothing more than a forgotten ambition
imagine... babylon a forgotten ambition
much like marxism or maybe even like this one
that we intend to buy a private island
maybe somewhere in tahiti
or one situated in the uniquely
blue seas of fiji...
you see we figure that island paradise
is going at a pretty reasonable price
i mean what's a couple of hundred mill
between old mates? and anyway
we're figure if we fix up the place
it'll be a kinda get away from the rat race
we don't mean an exclusive resort
that's not our dream
that's a corporate scheme
we wanna build a place
where people can come and just be
stay for free
we'd still use money
but weed would be
the central currency
and we'd build cantina
so the sun dazed inhabitants
of paradise could feed indulgently
in the evenings
after a day in the fields
or a day spent dreaming on beaches
we'd construct a library
of the knowledge of the common people
and it would the only building
on the whole island with a steeple
we'd worship at the feet of
none other than mother nature
beautiful creator we'd make love to her
not rape her
we imagine a place where
concrete jungle paved from hate
and skyscrapers placed to elevate
the human race and escape the dirt
the earth from which we have risen
is nothing more than a forgotten ambition
imagine... babylon a forgotten ambition
much like marxism or maybe even like this one