Drinking Less

Drinking Less

Try to figure
Dreading change
Always different
Kinda strange
Loving one
Not another
Friends are family
Unrelated brother
Don't test me
Cause I know
We need something
Maybe overthrow
Drinking less
Eating more
Future present
What's in store?
Break your back
Crack my knuckle
As you cry
I have to chuckle

jimbo
01-18-01

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Toxic Shame

Toxic Shame

Who is to blame?
Must be you again
Guess I will never win
You are to blame
With your toxic shame
I try to stay away
I will refuse to play
I’ve got no circle to complete
Got no dead horses to beat
You’ve got no business here
Tread lightly if you dare
For now, I know the game
It is called Toxic Shame
You handed it to me like a birthright
I didn’t put up much of a fight
Just accepted every lie
As my inside started to die
This problem will end with me
My daughters will benefit, you will see
I don’t doubt what you thought was true
Why you subscribed to that ideology
I have no clue
What’s best for you is worst for me
With your blinders on you couldn’t see
Free from blinders I can view
Exactly what the Toxic Shame
Has done to you

Jimbo
12-06-02

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Face

“Face”

What’s your core
Soft or hard?
So damn wild your
Life is scared
You drink
With the enemy
A toast
To the dead
Out on Thin ice
You so often tread
No tie
For this guy
With a face-full
Of shit
There is gold in most holes
And a hooter that’s lit
Take a ride in Calypso
The funky green truck
We’ve a date with destiny
So let’s test our luck

Jimbo  6-18-00

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Scars

Scars

by The Process

A slide show set to music.

Lots of old friends and family.

Girl At The Table

“Girl At The Table”

Today is the day my fate
Will fall into place
My blood pumps violently
As she struts in her leather and lace
Life deals the cards, I’ve got three kings
Beauty is at the table as the Northern Cardinal sings
Oh strong songbird, come and watch my back
Or the blue jays will enter and force me to attack
My territory has been breached yet there is no threat
I’ll keep my hand, and not break a sweat
The pot is mine, The girl wants to get high
Deal me out fellas, I’ve got to fly
Enjoyment so fresh, sweet fire burns my brain
I melt with her juices and experience the pain
I smell your lust and greet your pair
I’m addicted to your scent, and don’t know if you care
Separated by necessity , urgently takes me to my cage
Emotions hurt when they come out
Meaningful orgasms or violent rage
Let me clean your breast feather
And check out your nest
Bust out the books and give me a test

Jimbo   
2-13-00

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Morning Glory-The Whole World is Watching

Morning Glory

The Whole World is Watching

(with lyrics)

I made this video with randomly available pictures off the internet using a freeware movie maker

A Word Named War

A Word Named War


A word named war
Dances in the wind
Somebodies idea will cost
Many lives to defend
Battle lines will form
As we die from
Our double edged sword
Hypocrisy and propaganda rule
A nation at peace
So quickly gets bored
This machine called war rises
As media makes it a star
The technology grows and
Thousands die from afar
When the buttons been pushed
And we fry from the blast
No winner will be crowned
It's too late
Our lives have past



Jimbo
11-28-99
 
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Battle-Cry (short)

Battle-Cry


Battle cry, men will die
Gods name is dead, moneys there instead
Cruelty's a sport in Uncle Sam's court
Thor's taking on Zeus
Medusa's getting stoned
J.Edgar Hoovers been calling
Yet no ones answering the phone

Jimbo
11-25-99

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Time

Time


Don’t tell me
You’ve heard it before
‘Cause you haven’t heard my side
Don’t tell me
You’ve seen it before
You haven’t even looked
Into my eyes
As you thrive on hatred
My flesh will be scarred
You brew your
Plastic factories
As I frame in your tomb
As you breed like mad
I see overpopulation
Dark clouds of gloom
Don’t tell me
You know what I mean
You’ve not even a clue
The thought that we
Tread on borrowed time
Is so painfully true


Jimbo 10-18-99
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Thoughts (short)

Thoughts


Cruise boats dump shit in the seas
There is acid rain in the breeze
Nuclear waste buried in the land
Suicide whales beached on the sand
Pesticides and chemicals
In the ground water now
People drop dead,blamed on the mad cow
Woodlands leveled,make way for cars
Enter the drunk as he exits the bar

Jimbo
10-18-99

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Lonely Chair

Lonely Chair


Sitting in the lonely chair
Gazing out a sliding glass door
Immobilized in a stupor
My skin dry, and somewhat sore
The dirty plate glass clouds my view
Sun and shade are mixed into one
Chicken noodle soup long past ate
In my cave i hide from the sun
I miss my woman, miss her so much
She's all I can see from this lonely chair
The tree disappears along with the sun and the shade
Instead i see Melody even though she's not there
I see her with a short conservative dress
Eating fresh cherries right from the stems
Her hair hangs long and golden
And her eyes are sparkling like gems
She seems to beckon with outstretched arms
Her lips are moving but the words i cannot hear
The dirty glass buffers the sounds
As i sit in this god forsaken lonely chair
I scream at the glass, "I Love You"
"I love you Melody, can't you hear what i say"?
She is still talking with a tear in her eye
With a wave of her hand she turns away
"Don't leave me Melody, Please not yet"
The words bounce off the glass, as she walks out of view
Why she has left me, it's hard to say
Left in her place is only this mornings dew
Again i see the tree, sun and shade
My beautiful woman is in Joplin, she was never here
It was all in my mind, I'm sorry to admit
Conceived in my brain as i sat in the lonely chair


Jimbo
Sat. 8-14-99

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A View From My Room

A View From My Room


Old digital alarm clock
120 C.D.s full of rock
Dried up magenta colored rose
A basket full of clean clothes
Early Blazer rear seat
Two moccasins on my feet
Feathers from birds that sing
My girlfriends dishes and G-string
Radio receiver, cable TV
An eleven foot pole i cut from a tree
Stacks upon stacks of unopened mail
Four bags of charcoal i found on sale
Cordless drill, circular saw
Misc. handtools, blah, blah, blah

Jimbo
4-28-99
9:42:43pm

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The Red-Bird and the Taurus

The Red-Bird and the Taurus

I view the red-bird
and see it fly
I lick my girl
until my mouth goes dry
I hear the cardinal
call unto it's mate
I need to come
but choose to wait
The bird sings to me
But I do not understand
The woman touches me
with her loving hand
The bird is my messenger
The girl has my heart
When I move on down the road
The bird, girl and I
will have to part

Jimbo
3-28-99
(2:25AM)

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