A parody of Peter Gabriel's In Your EyesBy Marcy
Bugs, we get so lost, sometimes
I’m stuck, in an office with only one door
though I want to fly away
I wound up on this wall
There’s a spider to my left
And a guy with a swatter down the hall
All my instincts, they return
A gazillion lights, in my eyes they burn
without a noise, without my pride
I stick to the wall’s side
Compound eyes
Fluorescent lights
Compound eyes
They burn so bright
Compound eyes
I see the doorway and a thousand doorknobs
Compound eyes
the resolution is so high definition
Compound eyes
If I look, I have a thousand feet
Compound eyes
oh, I want to make my retreat
Everywhere I look I have to see
With compound eyes
Lights, they cause me to see so much pain
I get so tired of working so hard for my survival
It’s all my fault for reading Kafka before going to sleep
All my instincts, they return
A gazillion lights, in my eyes they burn
without a noise, without my pride
I stick to the wall’s side
Compound eyes
Fluorescent lights
Compound eyes
They burn so bright
Compound eyes
I see the doorway and a thousand doorknobs
Compound eyes
the resolution is so high definition
Compound eyes
If I look, I have a thousand feet
Compound eyes
oh, I want to make my retreat
Everywhere I look I have to see
With compound eyes
3 comments:
OK. This is funny on compounded levels. As soon as I caught on, I fired up my Ipod and listened to the song as I read. Pure Poetry. Once I picked my laughter wracked bulky frame from the floor I knew for a fact that the flies were going to want to adopt this for their national anthem! Get this copywrited immediately. They'll be all over it like, well y'know.
-Brihack
HAHAHA! I have no such iPod so I've been trying to hum along. Brilliant I say! Other anthem possibilities: Come fly with me, I'll fly away, and Take these broken wings.
NOW do you see why I DEMAND to get you to a filk con? You would be WORSHIPPED and FETED AS BEFITS A GODDESS.
Well, maybe not. But they'd clap and stuff.
*smiles*
-LDW
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