Philadelphia Cop

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Walking to my girlfriend's in Telegraph with a hand full of roses
 Stopped through a corner store, on the TV a Philadelphia cop shot by ISIS
 30, 000 people murdered in the USA in 2015
 And when I go in the studio later today we're gonna put up a mic and about this I might sing
 See I don't give a fuck about things like who's the best or the worst on Twitter
 And the other social media, money-making scheme turning you into a zombie
 Jerking you off, masturbator, procrastinator
 While the kids in Silicon Valley take your money and say, "Can we get the check, waiter?"
 While they bulldoze your favorite building in town and turn it into a fucking fruit shake maker
 You got the brains to be the next Norman Mailer
 You got the longevity to be the next Elizabeth Taylor
 You got the class to be the next James fucking Spader
 You got the swagger to be the next Stiv fucking Bator
 But are you sitting on the toilet staring at your phone like a perfectly tailored, made-to-order puppet
 I ain't no one's puppet, I ain't no one's puppet, I ain't no one's puppet, I ain't no one's puppet
 I ain't no one's fucking puppet, I ain't no one's fucking puppet, I ain't no one's fucking puppet, I ain't no one's fucking puppet
 Okay, so here I am, back home
 I'm gonna read another chapter of this book, Beatlebone
 The part so far that's made me the most smile is the page that has multiple uses, uses of the word "wily"
 That's me, a wily motherfucker
 Come to Massillon and that's what you get, sucker
 Gimme a one out of five, a big fat ten
 Give me a two, either way it's all after me
 And to all of you I say:
 "Oh my god, you're a music journalist! Do you get to go to SXSW?"
 "Yeah, pretty much every year. I mean, the magazine I work for sends me out there."
 "Oh my god, that sounds like such a blast."
 "Yeah, it's a lot of fun. I mean, it's super hard to get into VIP-after-show parties but, I don't know, maybe if you tag along I might be able to get you in."
 "Oh my god, you get to meet the bands?"
 "Yeah, totally. I'm friends with Jim James, Dr. John Misty, a bunch of people. [notification sound] Hold on a second, Sufjan Stevens just texted me right now."
 "Oh, no way. I love him. So do you get to wear laminate?"
 "Yeah, I mean it makes me feel a little self-conscious but, you know, you sort have to, you know, get into certain shows."
 "Oh my god, that's so cool!"
 Let me ask you: do you own your own story
 Being pimped the fuck out like a pay for a hoe
 If you're a man in charge, cling with staunch feminists and give a woman your job or shut the fuck up
 "Queen Bitch" is a cool David Bowie song
 And so is "Rebel Rebel" and "Diamond Dogs"
 Can you hear me to talking to you, Major Tom?
 Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
 Should my girl be knocking
 When we see each other everything's stopping
 Yes who my girl be knocking
 When we see each other everything'll be stopping
 Oh, how I love her
 Oh, how I love her
 I'm watching Cocaine Cowboys Part Three
 Girlfriend will be here at 7: 00 then we're gonna go see a movie
 Next week, got me a show in LA
 Just had a nice dinner at the Elite Cafe
 Walk to the movie and decide to skip our plan
 Came back, turned on the TV, and watch The Falcon and the Snowman
 All the way to the end, where they're walking side by side
 Ankle chains in prison
 And we watched a show on the Mongols with Lisa Ling hosting
 Then we watched some shit about Satanists
 Taking over Detroit
 I gotta say, Detroit being taken over by Satanists was pretty soft stuff
 Now it's 3: 03 AM and the rain is pouring down
 When I wake in the morning all I care about is that you're around
 Now it's 3: 04 AM and the rain is pouring down
 When you're beside me, that's all I care about
 Oh, how I love you
 Oh, how I love you
 Woke up, went to the studio
 Came back and turned on the CNN
 David Bowie had died, there's a picture of El Chapo shaking hands with Sean Penn
 Goddamn, like I said, we watched The Falcon and the Snowman the night before
 With Sean Penn and Timothy Hutton
 Bowie song played while the falcon soared
 This isn't America, oh
 This isn't America, oh
 I woke up again, went to the studio and I
 I tuck myself away
 I sang a song in honor of my father
 And I sang Roy Harper's "Another Day"
 The piano, just like the nylon string guitar
 It makes me sleepy
 And I find myself in bed early for me, about 11: 30
 Bowie's face kept repeating over, and over, and over, and over again
 A video of one of my earliest heroes laying in a hospital bed
 And more and more, Sean Penn shaking hands with El Chapo
 That motherfucker killed ten times more people than Jim Fucking Jones
 That motherfucker killed more people than that
 Plus Waco
 That motherfucker killed more people than that crazy fuck did on the Norwegian island Utøya and Oslo
 Go back to the other part now
 Go back to the other part now
 As I probably took 5: 00 AM, talk to a friend
 Who'd met Bowie back in '97
 The Bowie's fiftieth birthday celebration in Madison Square Garden
 My first listen was during the summer between the second and third grade
 I flew to see my grandma and my stepgrandfather down in LA
 I played the song "Young Americans" over and over and over on the airplane
 The song chugged along like a train, the backup singers wailed
 And the saxophone sang
 I'm in Room 214, Normandie hotel, Koreatown, Los Angeles
 Me and my band played last night, we played David Bowie's "Win"
 I think we did it justice
 And I talked briefly about the first time that I heard his soulful voice on that flight
 I was among my friends and my fans and I got to sing
 It was a really nice night
 "Young Americans"
 "Win"
 "Fascination"
 "Right"
 "Can You Hear Me"
 "Across the Universe"
 "Fame"
 Somebody up there likes me
 And he was up on the eleventh floor
 Watching the cruisers below
 David Bowie was original and that's the part that spoke to me the most
 Ooh, alright
 Ooh
 Ooh, alright
 Ooh
 Just back from a play starring Rainn Wilson
 Thom Pain (Thom Pain)
 He pulled it off brilliantly and tomorrow I'm getting on a plane (getting on a plane)
 Now I'm back at home, reading Beatlebone
 6: 29 AM (6: 29 AM)
 A work of fiction sorta based on John Lennon
 Running from fame (running from fame)
 But now I'm at home, stayed up late
 Waiting for Deontay Wilder to fight (Deontay Wilder to fight)
 I was so tired from the show and the construction at the hotel that started when it got late (when it got late)
 Now it's 3: 08 PM, January 17th (January 17th)
 It's Muhammad Ali's birthday and I'm gonna watch When We Were Kings (When We Were Kings)
 Now it's late, January 19th
 Glenn Frey died, so did Lemmy
 It happens in threes (it happens in threes)
 But more gonna die this year, it's around the corner
 You'll see (you'll see)
 And I stayed up late that night, locking night out
 Working like a worker bee (working like a worker bee)
 Then when day [?] I watched the Marlon Brando documentary
 And it's 4: 36 AM
 And the rain is pouring
 And tomorrow, like always
 I'm gonna be recording
 And it's 4: 37 AM and the rain is pouring
 Tomorrow's gonna be another fantastic voyage
 And it's 4: 37 AM and the rain is pouring
 And tomorrow's gonna be another fantastic voyage
 Oh, how I love you
 Oh, how I love you
 Oh, how I love you
 Oh, how I love you
 

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