What I'm listening to right now.
Cake, "Sheep Go To Heaven, Goats Go To Hell."
Lyrics.
I'm not feeling alright today,
I'm not feeling that great,
I'm not catching on fire today,
Love has started to fade.
I'm not going to smile today,
I'm not gonna laugh,
You're out living it up today,
I've got dues to pay.
And the grave digger puts on the foreceps,
The stonemason does all the work,
The barber can give you a haircut,
The carpenter can take you out to lunch.
Now, I just want to play on my pan pipes,
I just want to drink me some wine,
As soon as you're born, you start dying,
So you might as well have a good time.
Oh no…
Sheep go to Heaven,
Goats go to Hell.
Sheep go to Heaven,
Goats go to Hell.
Oh no…
All right…
I don't wanna go to Sunset Strip,
I don't wanna feel the emptyness,
Bold marquees with stupid band names,
I don't wanna go to Sunset Strip.
I don't wanna go to Sunset Strip,
I don't wanna feel the emptyness,
Bold marquees with stupid band names,
I don't wanna go to Sunset Strip.
And the grave digger puts on the foreceps,
The stonemason does all the work,
The barber can give you a haircut,
The carpenter can take you out to lunch.
Now, but, I just want to play on my pan pipes,
I just want to drink me some wine,
As soon as you're born, you start dying,
So you might as well have a good time.
Oh no…
Sheep go to Heaven,
Goats go to Hell.
Sheep go to Heaven,
Goats go to Hell.
All right…
Oh no…
Oh no…
Sheep go to Heaven,
Goats go to Hell…
[daily log: walking, 6km]