Seeing you drives me crazy
I can’t stand being in the same building as you
Let alone standing near you
And you could use help in the anger management department
You’re so nice to me
You must think I’m a damned fool
I’ve seen you hit and punch and scream
When we were 12,
You pinned someone to a wall
I think he said something racist
But that doesn’t really give you the right
To be a jerk
I hate feeling this way about you
I don’t want to like you
You’re so nice to me,
But you’re so terrifying to be around
Watching you is like watching a soldier
Who doesn’t know the war is over
I feel like I’m trapped in a war zone
Fighting with myself
Tearing my gaze away from you
Whenever people catch me staring
I feel like I’ll die because of the shame
You’re a jerk
But I love you
I hate it
I would stand by you if you had a better attitude.
I would love you if you were less shallow.
I would fight for you if you had a fight of your own.
I would listen to your problems
if I already didn’t hear them all.
What I wont do, is change for you.
I wouldn’t let you go without letting you know why.
And normally I wouldn’t ask you to change but I think you suck.
i am now the jerk
not speaking to him
or giving the slightest hint
i do this because
i am scared
for people to find out...
i want to talk to him
i want to be friends with him
maybe even more
so i need to stop
being a jerk
because the first step of friendship
is saying hello
Sometimes when a person is talking to me
And what they're saying is particularly uninteresting
They might get the feeling that I'm not listening
And it's true
Because, mentally, I'm replacing the words they say with a repetition of the phrase:
Would you date me?
Won't you please?
Will you maybe?
And I stare back at them, stone-faced, while thinking:
you know what, screw you! screw you for being so arrogant and full of yourself, you don’t even get to see how much you hurt me! screw you for not caring, screw you for not running after me… screw you for letting me leave. screw you for making me feel this way.
you were the only person who mattered, but that don’t mean a thing now. not anymore. so screw you.
screw you for making me want you so bad, for making me love you with all that I got. screw you for making me laugh, screw you for making cry. screw you for bringing all these pain! screw you for lying! screw you for cheating! screw you!
you came with the promise of forever, but that don’t mean a thing now. not anymore. so screw you.
screw your eyes for being so beautiful…
screw you and your smile, damn it looks so wonderful…
screw your voice, screw your laugh…
screw you, screw you, screw you!
screw you, screw this!
screw you for the pain
screw you, will I ever get back up again?
and screw me for loving you still.
You can hear a pindrop crickets quote the man
I asked a real question
I got surface lace and back room contraband
I played a game called innocence but the story got warped in the telephone row
I told a friend the dust covered secret
It came back that I had uncovered the evidential weapon
How could I of known
I had no illicit motive, but I was open to the glove drop
You got something to say then make it worth it
Your a pugilist side poker
Speaking through a futures broken jaw
I'm pretty sick and tired of the side session sarcasm, friend, you can just ring the bell
I'm wearing them like prom night rental
I'm prepared for a missile crisis
There's no fall out, I'm a bad man in a gentleman's jacket
You know I wear it well
Big fella you can wrap lines on some other mans propeller
Jump ship like a stow away
And go fuck yourself
You're lifeless lectures are out of tune
I have more life in my cold cellar
So turn and merry go round another exit is your best bet
Because this path you're walking over my toes is bad for your health
Der are terrible judgments on dose
dat dare to come test I&I;!
My dreadlocks are my spiritual antennae
dat reach into da heavens
locking into YAH's
hundred-million megawatt signal.
YAH commanded me to take my Ible,
my Iphone, my Ipod, my Ipad
my Iwomen, my Ikids, my Iherb
and get da hell out of dat evil Babylon.
"It's not the dread upon your head,
but the love inna your heart,
that mek ya Rastaman."
The love inna my heart
is the Zion within
and without the within how can
Ienter the New Yerusalem,
the Heavenly Zion without?
Igive tanks for life and the mighty life giver,
Holy Emmanuel I Selassie I Jah Rastafari.
Ipray for Peace, Love, Righteousness,
Joy, Clean Food, Clean Water,
Health, Rewarding Work,
Clothing, Shelter and Bounteous
Herb for all the peoples of da Earth.
Now Igonna teach ya how to jerk
dat not too shabby chicken.
First ting ya gotta do
is steal a chicken...
Serves 1 World
Separate checks please
4 cloves of garlic
1 tbsp allspice
1 Scotch bonnet or red chilli
3 tbsp brown sugar
1 tbsp black pepper
1 tbsp red wine vinegar
4 sprigs of thyme
Juice of 2 limes
1 tbsp Maldon sea salt
1 free-range chicken, jointed
For da salad sides:
1 tin red kidney beans
2 tbsp extra virgin olive oil
1 ripe avocado
2 fennel bulbs
1 organic unwaxed lemon
To make the marinade, peel and quarter da onion and peel da garlic cloves. Place both in a blender or food processor with da allspice, chilli (deseeded if you want less heat), sugar, black pepper, vinegar, thyme leaves, lime juice and sea salt. Blitz to a paste.
Using gloves, rub da paste really well into da chicken pieces, covering dem thoroughly, den place in a container or sandwich bag and put in da fridge. Leave to marinate for at least 2 hours.
Preheat da oven to 180C/Gas Mark 4. Place da chicken pieces skin side down on a baking tray. Roast for 30 minutes, turning over halfway through. Set aside, covered in foil, while preparing da side dishes.
Preheat da grill. Drain da beans, season and drizzle with 1 tbsp of da oil. Scoop da flesh from da avocado, mash and season. Place da fennel bulbs in a food processor with da lemon. Season again and dress with da remaining oil.
Place da chicken skin side up under da hot grill. Cook until beginning to blacken and da skin is crisp. Serve with da salad sides.
Now Igive you some jokes to spice up da dinna conversation:
10 Things You Will Never Hear A Rastaman Say
1."No wifey, tek my car instead."
2."Waiter, this steak is overcooked."
3."She 'ave a nice body.... but 'ar bottom too big."
4."Wha'apen Mr.Deejay, you cyaah play some calypso?"
5."Di pill doan gree wid mi wife so ah gweh get a vasectomy."
6."No sweetie, ah cyaah tek anodda whites (rum), mi haffi drive all de way to Kingston and it dark and wet outside."
7."Some ah mi closest friend dem gay."
8."Size dont matter."
9."Yeah mi eat under 2 foot table."
10."Nuff Respect to Brian Lara."