Johnny Cash Rules

Well you wonder why I always dress in black
Why you never see bright colours on my back
And why does my appearance seem to have a sombre tone
Well there's a reason for the things that I have on

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down
Living in the hopeless hungry side of town
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime
But who is still in there as a victim of the time

I wear the black for those who've never read
Or listened to the words that Jesus said
About the road to happiness through love and charity
Why you'd think He's talking straight to you and me

Well we're doing mighty fine I do suppose
In our streak of lightning cars and fancy clothes
But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back
Up front there ought to be a man in black

I wear it for the sick and the lonely old
For the reckless ones whose bad trips left them cold
I wear the black in mourning for the lives that could have been
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men

And I wear it for the thousands who have died
Believing that the Lord was on their side
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died
Believing that we all were on their side

Well, there're things that never will be right I know
And things need changing everywhere you go
But 'till we start to make a move to make a few things right
You'll never see me wear a suit of white

And I'd love to wear a rainbow everyday
And tell the world that everything's okay
But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back
Till things are brighter I'm the man in black

MY NEXT POST!

are ALL FUNDAMENTALIST CHRISTIANS closet HOMOSEXUALS?

Bang Bang You're Ned

What have I been up to recently? As I am soooo very interesting I'll tell you. I went to Nelson a couple of weeks ago to see my Dad. We hung out and watched a fishing show which was interesting because nothing happened and I don't like fishing, so it was something different. I spent looks of time with my Dad and he had some not so good moments but it was cool to see him. I also saw Jared who came up to Nelson for work and proceeded to introduce him to some Nelson peeps after tea, firstly my Dad, followed swiftly by my brother who was on air at the student radio station and looked partiicularly dark and gothic yet cheerful and 'sunny'.Afterwards I took Jared to Michael Trestons house and introduced him to Michael, Maureen, and their kids Aidan and Eva. This was all topped off by me introducing Jared to my most 'Nelson hippy' of friends Holly. She had been abandoned by her fiance (my friend Chris - who DOES exist thankyou Matt-so-called-bloody-Wilson). We went for coffee at Cafe Affair then back to Hollys pad before Jared awayed into the Nelson night.

Aren't I interesting?

Tune in soon for my next post: 'Are all fundementalist christians really just closet homosexuals?'

CANCER

The word cancer does not upset or offend me. Please feel free to use it in my prescence (preferably without hesitation and awkward pauses).

DEATH

Phone Dead Probably for good.