THE WICKED MESSENGER

I been sick. So when I was young it seemed that whenever I got sick stupid persistent thoughts got in my head and stayed there until I got better. Now it's a little different. Now whenever I'm sick I remember being hung over and I get this knee-jerk response of feeling guilty. That was how hangovers used to go for me, beating up on myself for the duration of the hangover followed by a lot of drinking to quiet the voices. Anyway, this song is another by They Might Be Giants and it's been in my head all morning: Bee Of The Bird Of The Moth By: They Might Be Giants Everyone is crying at the dread hypnotic flying Of the bee of the bird of the moth You can't walk, you can't ramble 'cause you're gonna have to scramble From the bee of the bird of the moth Catbug is a cat, but he's got bugness in his veins Manhouse lives within himself with thoughtful human brains Neither one is equal to the challenge of the freak we'll call The bee of the bird of the m

I'm not sure I need a blog...I've never been much of a journalist. I like song lyrics though and often some song gets stuck in my head, especially when I can't get to sleep or when I'm shaving in the morning. I heard this song the other day while working out and was reminded how fucking awesome They Might Be Giants really are. I think it looses tons in translation from audio to print but so what? I think that whenever I like a song or if I'm just stuck with it I may put it up here on The Wicked Messenger. So enjoy this which I stole from Wikipedia: Wearing A Raincoat By: They Might Be Giants Wearing a raincoat is flying around in a plane Made of a raincoat But when you think of that You hurt your mind And you'll need a friend To talk you down Needing a friend to talk you down Is food that comes from a pipe But when you hate the food That comes from a pipe You will turn to drugs To help you sleep Turning to drugs to help you sleep Will only lead to sleep And

This is the first post for my brand new blog. I didn't really want to have a blog but I thought I had to create one in order to see somebody else's. I guess I could have figured that out first. I selected the name The Wicked Messenger after an obscure Dylan song. It's available here . Maybe I'll never post again. I like the freedom to say that.