the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Hipstertones

I am Mr. Hipster Spacey-Brains,
With neutral milk and ink blot stains.
You're so uncultured
You're so mainstream
You're so conformist
You're so predictable.
Didn't seem that one coming,
Like you saw me bumming that cigarette
Off of a bum who claims he's a Vietnam vet...
Well, I'll be the one to regret that decision.
Down with the war and down with the system!
Maybe I'll write a song with my band
So indie it doesn't even exist.
And yeah, I won't hit the notes
Because it's so damn conformist.
Maybe I'll sample my vintage records,
Limited press, here on my shelf,
And I'll play them round and round
Like the seriousness of myself.

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