When Everyone's Dead
When everyone's dead – I'm gonna walk around the whitgift centre, feeling sorry for myself and all the things I should have said. I won't bother writing songs, 'cause there'll be no-one there to listen. I won't bother reading books, 'cause there'll be no-one there to see we reading all those books, maybe girls to give me knowing looks that say "you know about existentialism, you know that life's just a prison, you know that people only really listen to those poets you like just to try to get a date for the night"
And don't get me started on Jack Kerouac – in my opinion he's just a sexist talentless twat that got lucky, and I only really read him at all because there was a girl in the year above me at school that had a polo-necked sweater and thought she was cool, so I brought White Light/White Heat and some wrap-around shades, and sat in the dark reading the beat poets for days, and just ended up with a headache and thought oh my God, I'm only six months away from becoming a Goth, I've got spiked up hair and a permanent cough and I think I'm gonna die alone
And then grunge came along and I started to grow my hair, and it was Pearl Jam and Nirvana everywhere, and I went to Lemonheads gigs and pretended I was stoned just so I'd look a bit more like Evan Dando, and girls would come up and try to hold my hand, and I could never really understand, 'cause all I'd changed was my hair and the band across the front of my t-shirt and suddenly my hands being guided down the back of a girls skirt and I'm thinking Kurt Cobain, you didn't really live or die in vain 'cause it life's just a series of pre-determined maps, and when you're born it's like you're put into a network f scalectric tracks, then it's plain to see my life was permanently frozen until the 1991Seattle grunge explosion that you had quite a bit hand in bringing to popularity And I started writing songs, 'cause there was somewhere there to listen
I started writing songs, 'cause there was someone there to listen to the songs I sang But now they're gone.
