2000-12-12 - 16:44:22

Going to St. Joe's for rehearsal, then work. Tomorrow, got that sales job. I don't want it. They're bitches. "You don't have much sales experience"- excuse me, have YOU ever dealt with Atam Agoyen's wife? Sandy Renaldo (who, as it happens, is an extremely sweet lady)? The Tories? The Mirvishes? Half the spoilt rich brats of this city? No I don't think so. And the difference is that I actually manage to sell them stuff. Bah.


Not going to Grabba's today for the first time in ages. I hate snow.


How did I have this song under my nose all summer and never really listen to it? It doesn't matter, i'm not angry now... but i remember.

Napoleon

they told you your music
could reach millions
that the choice was up to you
you told me "they always
pay for lunch
and they believe in what i do"
and i wonder
if you miss your old friends
once you've proven what you're worth
yeah i wonder
when you're a big star
will you miss the earth

and i know you would always want more
i know you would never be done
'cuz everyone is a fucking napoleon
yeah everyone is a fucking napoleon

and the next time
that i saw you
you were larger than life
you came and you conquered
you were doing alright
you had an army
of suits behind you
and all you had to be was willing
and i said i still
make a pretty good living
you must make a killing
a killing

and i hope that you are happy
i hope at least you are having fun
'cuz but everyone is a fucking napoleon
yeah everyone is a fucking napoleon

now you think, so that is
the way it's gonna be
that's what this is all about
i think that that is
the way it always was
you chose not to notice until now
yeah now that there's a problem
you call me up to confide
and you go on for over an hour
'bout each one that took you for a ride

and i guess that you dialed my number
'cuz you thought for sure that i'd agree
i said baby, you know i still love you
but how dare you complain to me

everyone is a fucking napoleon
yeah everyone is a fucking napoleon


Mais cela ne signifie rien maintenant.


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