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Nick Ciarochi

Sole member of Athens, Georgia indie "band" Jonny Cacophony. Songwriter, cynic, designer, bohemian hedonist. Surprisingly good with children.
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Nov 6, 2005


acetylsalicylic:

Lots and lots of people going for the fast fix
Streaming in the analgesic swimming in the benzene
opiates in scads
Magic tape their mouths shut
Dress them up in one-armed suits
"Don't you want a fast fix?" just a little pin prick
They keep talking static talking bullets
diagnosis hangman
"yes I'll take a fast fix" Please stop talking static
If they say it fast enough pretending not to notice
how shallow and desperate for meaning they've become
Breathing intravenously I struggle with the odor
of a million people tightly wrapped in lies

So yes, I'll take it.
Give me analgesic.
Pump me full of nerve kill,
bury me in black fog,
remember me in song.

Coliseum death match singing in my front lobe
Somewhere in my head I'm worth a damn
worth a pin prick
Tap me out I'm worth much
Bleed out all the nonesuch
radio a walky talk "Playing all the hot shit"
Yellow teeth rattle in the hip pockets
of grinning success stories, coping with own bullet-speak
Marlowe marlowe "wherefore art thou JoJo?"
All the water washes straight on past the pill
a gaggy spluttered fibrillation gimme gimme buzz kill

So yes, I'll take it:
give me analgesic.
Pump me full of buzz kill,
bury me in black fog,
remember me alive.

(REFRAIN:
Everything I touch it turns to shit turns to shit
Everything I touch turns to shit shit shit)

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