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Zik Malleaux Feb 2014
Dear You,

I've got something on my mind
And it only shows up from time to time
This is the letter I never intend to send
Because it would only hurt others, breaking off amends

You're too hoity-toity for your own **** good
So sit down, shut the **** up, as you should.
You're too persnickety with your nose held so high
It'd be nice to see you fall from high up in the sky
So your jaw will break, and your ears will melt
and the opinions you have, or the opinions you've felt
won't ******* others, or hurt their sensitive feelings
because the ******* you spew can make friendships reeling.
It's a wonder you've made this far in life
without being cut-down, cut-out, or stabbed with a knife.
No one gives a **** about this, that, or those.
One more peep outta you and I'll break your toes.

You're taking things too seriously, and way too far,
I'll run over your views in with a slow moving car.
Because the slower I crush 'em, the more it'll hurt
because you're the kinda person that won't take off your shirt
in public, because you're ashamed at what you made yourself
so you've got your ideas, your opinions, and books on your shelf
that creates and molds what you've come to be known as:
the hoity-toity ******* dicklicker **** ***.


But deep down we love you, because we've known you so long,
back when times were less-stressful, taking hits from a ****.
But even then, you knew how to **** on all the parades
so, we'll just grab our panchos, and hope that you're having a "good day."
Zik Malleaux Feb 2014
You lay there like a dead fish
Get up and start movin', before you ******* fist

Your expectations are just a little too high
get out and start movin', before life passes you by

You want the moon, the sun, and the stars
High end fashion, and fancy cars
But my wallet ain't too thick, so I kick you to the curb like a washed-up trick

You lay there expecting the worst
Get up and start movin'--breakin' up always hurts

Your expectations were just a little too high
So get out and start movin', before life passes you by
Zik Malleaux Apr 2014
"Was it something I said?" He asked as she writhed around to the opposite shoulder accompanied by an exasperated sigh.

"No."

"Was it something I did?" He retorted.

"No. It was nothing. Just--nothing. Now, please, turn off the ******* light so I can sleep."

Defeated, he reached over his bedside table with weeks worth of night-time water cups bungling up his path to the switch and turned out the light.

She was gone in the morning.

    He woke up without even noticing at first. She usually woke up before him to have fresh coffee brewed, accompanied with a poached egg or two, but those were better days. He knew they were growing apart, but he never imagined he would wake up to an empty house. He felt her falling out of love-- and it was all his fault.

    The little things he never used to notice seem much bigger in hindsight--but, as they say, "hindsight is 20/20." The way her hand fit so perfectly in his as they would take their nightly walks. Her stories of her workday that used to deem a nuisance to his ears now seem like a beautiful aria of yesterday's loss.

    He stepped out into the hallway and felt a cold breeze coming from the living room. He slowly sauntered from the doorway with his head held low, feet scuffling the carpet. He stepped in to the opening of the living room to find the windows facing the rising morning sun wide open.
    "--the ****?" he muttered. He hated the cold, and it was this particular morning that seemed colder than it actually was. He quickly scurried to the open french-door-type windows and slammed them shut. His head came slamming against the panes followed by a lull of silence, and then a deep and heavy sigh.

"****."
Zik Malleaux Jan 2014
You say we're all so stupid
With no capacity to care
But it's not such a revelation
Of information that I must share:

The reason you're lonely
The reason you're alone
The reason is easy
It's easy to've known

You're too ******* fat.

Get over it.
Zik Malleaux Mar 2014
If I was given a chance
I'd steal you a car
If I was given a chance
I'd grab you a star
If I was given a chance
Wouldn't have to go too far
If I was given a chance

..you could love me.

If I had a voice
I could sing you a song
If I had a voice
I could tell you you're wrong
If I had a voice
It wouldn't take me too long

..to tell you I love you
Zik Malleaux Feb 2014
I'm so in love with you
Makes my nose wrinkle,
and my toes curl
I'm so in love with you

I'm so in love with you
Makes my stomach gurgle,
and my face gets purple
I'm so in love with you

I'm so in love with you
Makes my head spin,
and my insides curdle
I'm so in love with you

I'm so in love with you
Makes my eyes white
and my ***** more fertile
I'm so in love with you
J
Zik Malleaux Jul 2015
J
Back in the beginning, with no end in sight
Knocking down walls was our daily fight
White bones burning with a cherry red light
Living out of bounds on the wrong side of right

Ain't no time to be kind, what is yours is now mine
Howling out sounds that can not be defined
But who knew that we could never find the time
To feed our hourglass with one more dime

There was a purple sun rising out in the east
Tears were shed from the burden of your beast
Our boats drifted away, getting to far to reach
The sun had set and no longer would you cease.

So play on my friend and play forevermore
I sure I'll see you again when I get to that door

The marble has been set and the dirt piled high
You may be gone, but you'll never leave my mind
Funerals for good friends are never easy. Don't ever let anything petty dampen your bonds with true friends--one day you might regret it.
Zik Malleaux Jun 2014
Butter me up
Roll me over
Red rover red rover
let Orville come over.

Pop it up
Fill the cup
Handfuls down
Popcorn crown.
Popcorn is awesome.
Zik Malleaux Mar 2014
You were a pretty girl, and I was pretty lame
I got lucky when you agreed to take my name

I tried to stay away, but she came closer everyday
I never thought I'd miss her, and I never thought it'd be your sister

I got close to you
To get closer to her
You have the eyes
But she's still prettier

You've got the books
She's got the looks

And I'm on her hook
..Yes I'm on her hook

I'm sorry I had to move you out this way
I went from having you,
To having her,
To being lonely all in one day..

..****.
Zik Malleaux Nov 2016
What's your headline for the week?
What's your game-plan this time?

What cause are you fighting for?
Grab your bullhorn and get in line.

What bandwagon are you riding on?
What views are you speaking now?

What protest will you picket?
What new beliefs have you found?

Tell me why you fully commit
to things that normally wouldn't mean ****
Speaking about this, that, and those
Issues-of-the-month is the life you've chose.
You can't seem to embrace your past
So now you're a bandwagon type-cast

What's your overall goal here?
What's in this for you?

What possibly would make you change?
Which life are you going to choose?


Why are you lying to yourself?
Why do you keep up this rouse?

Why am I even caring?
It's been 8 years since I loved you.
Zik Malleaux Feb 2014
You're much too cynical
You're much too critical
Try to loosen up a have a little fun

You're much too old
You're much too cold
Try to unwad your ******* and have some fun

Nobody
Nobody likes a negative nancy
Nobody
Nobody likes to be antsy
So calm down and have fun
Calm down and have fun
Zik Malleaux Jan 2014
He turned around to look at her--face to face.

"Excuse me?" he asked. He has heard what she said, but the question was only to confirm that his brain had processed that which his ears had just heard.

"You know what I said." she shot back quickly.

"Nono--tell me again what you..just..said," his voice got lower and his steps quickened with each word. Now they were nose to nose, eye to eye, face to face. She swallowed deeply and confidently said,

"Go. ****. Yourself."

His right hand quickly recoiled back to back-hand-slap her across her beautiful face, but he was quickly foiled by a knee to his groin.

"Aaawwwooohhfuck!" he howled.

He fell to his knees in agony. The kind of agony where it feels like your stomach is doing somersaults and pirouettes. This gave her the perfect opportunity to finish what she had started. She raised her right hand to strike him. As her hand got higher, her brow became more furrowed. Her hand became a balled-up fist, then quickly struck down on his left temple. His eyes rolled back in his head as his body became limp and collapsed fully to the dirt. She seized the opportunity to kick him violently in his face and upper body with no resistance from him. By the time she had finished her onslaught of kicks, his face looked mangled and bruised. He was bleeding from every orifice on his face.

She knew what she had done, and she knew the authorities would be there soon. She surveyed the fields. The wheat was swaying calmly in the wind, and the smell of juniper was being carried from the evergreen forest just south of Old Man Morrison's property.

She looked down at him, almost exactly the same way that she had seen him look at her so many times before.

With a scowl, she hocked up a disgustingly large *** of spit and shot it directly on to his bloodied face.

As the sounds of sirens came audible in the distance, she turned to walk the opposite way from where he laid.

"I said...Burger King is way tastier than ******* McDonalds."
Zik Malleaux Feb 2014
Gimmie one good reason I shouldn't turn 'round and leave.
Gimmie two beers and a shot of your finest whiskey.
Gimmie three minutes so I can explain it to you simply.
You're making it hard to leave here inconspicuously.
Close your eyes, you'll never miss me.
Zik Malleaux Feb 2014
Head of the class
Valedictorian
Getting knocked up
In a Delorian
She's so sweet
Californian
Don't eat no meat
Vegitarian

But it's all over now
Yes it's all over now

You're made of glass
she sees right through you
She's the head of the class
knowledge never mattered to you

and it's all over now.
Zik Malleaux Feb 2014
2 for 4 dollars?
What a steal
So, how's about you give me one,
and I'll make you a deal...

Or I'll hold it against you--
'till you're on your death bed
And I'll never let it down
It is now forever in my head

You better square up,
Better settle your bets
It's time to make me happy
Because I'm as sad as it gets

3 for 10 bucks?
What a steal!
Now, how's  about you give me all of it,
and I'll make you a deal...

I won't hold it against you,
or give you feelings of dread.
But if you EVER let me down
it's you who'll end up dead
Zik Malleaux Feb 2014
Lying down,
In a haze,
In a daze
For days and days

Take this pill,
Don't drown,
Head is spinning
Round and round

Throwing shoes
Swigging gin
Win or lose
Again and again

leap of faith
hold your breath
today's the day for
love and death
Zik Malleaux Mar 2014
The curves of her mouth match the curves in the road
and I can't see in front of me, head first into unknown.
The headlights flashing are warning me ahead
"Honey,  you better steer to the left or else we'll be dead."

Drowning in the lake with the ghosts of yesterday
who've died the same death and were left here to stay.
Turn the radio up and roll the windows down,
the wind sweeps across your face and gives you a crown.

I'm the King of the road with my Queen by my side
we'll take this whole death thing with grateful stride
Zik Malleaux Jan 2014
Lost in the ship
Out at sea
No body here
But my thoughts and me
Waves are crashing
Thrashing around
Hold on tight
Drink your whiskey down

Yo ** ** and a bottle of Jack
All this lying around will break your back
Yo ** ** are you sure someone will come?
I've only got a few more hours 'til I'm done.

The sun is bright
And beats down on me
I'm getting thirsty
Even though I'm in the sea
Drinking my sorrows
To die off soon
Me and my whiskey
Make the death rattle croon.
Zik Malleaux Jan 2014
Go on, and pass it along
To your workhorse

Go on, tell me I am wrong
I am your resource

Please blame me
Please shame me
Please work me to the bone
Please frame me
Please proclaim me
Make me one of your own

Get out, but please don't shout
At your workhorse

Get out, you're too devout
To your workhorse

Please blame me
Please shame me
Please work me to the bone
Please frame me
Please proclaim me
Make me one of your own
Zik Malleaux Feb 2014
I am getting so sick,
Sick and tired of the day to day.
The same motions,
Zombie potions keeping you awake.
The reports are stocked,
The chairs locked in the upright position.
In a sea of fake smiles,
Judging Trials--always graceful disposition.

Yeah, the grass always looks a little greener on the other side.
Yeah, the grass always looks a little greener on the other side.

Well good morning to you,
how ya doin' on this nice, sunny day?
Are you ready now,
to sit and **** and ***** your life away?
Well my boss's boss,
he will toss and turn late in to the night
And it's a wonder how,
I see it now through my father's eyes.

Yeah, the grass always looks a little greener on the other side.
Yeah, the grass always looks a little greener on the other side.
This is a song performed by Captain Mayo & The Phonos.
All Rights Reserved. 2007

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