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Thoughts running through my head. I had something I wanted to write down, but I can't put my finger on it...
My dreams last night were very sureal (perhapse thats not the word) I went to work and came home, and there was a pet store in my room, and my cats ate the legs off all the tarantulas, which then became scorpians when put back in the cage. Of cource I had the ablity to run super fast, fly, and go through walls, cause I can do all those at work. Even in my dreams those were only avalible through a drop down menu.
That wasn't what I was going to write...
I want to write a musical from the single good guy's perspective. However, thinking about it there is little to sing or dance about, and since no one is getting drunk, laid, killed, chased by bookies, dressed in cat suits, suffers religious oppression, or infested with an STD, it probably wouldn't go over well. Still I would love to do a solo number about the number of times I have heard, someday you'll be the kind of guy I will marry, right now I am too wild. I want the last line to go something like this:
"Why would we want you back, my pretty chick
After you have had every Tom, Henery, and Dick?"
Oh thats right I am still lonely and sad,
I guess I will care for what other's have had."
Too over the top? Thought so. Well don't guess you will be seeing The Good Boys, in theaters any time soon.
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