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  • Careless

    posted by Webmaster 26 Comments

    They’ll adore a brand new car
    People can be so careless
    And what you own is what you are
    People can be so careless

    People change, can be so strange
    People can feel so helpless
    People know we all must go
    People can be careless with love

    People want things to call
    People want things to call their own
    People need a place to sleep
    They need a place to call their home

    People need air to breathe
    They can breathe without knowing
    But sometimes we forget some things
    We have a hard time showing love

    Dinosaur Juice

    posted by Hal5000 Leave a Comment

    Fifty million years ago
    This place must have been a bore
    There weren’t combustion engines
    Or a middle-eastern war.

    Roaming the earth in search of food
    Many years ago, giant reptiles walk the earth
    And little do they know…

    That they will be so important
    To the future when it obtains
    Fossil fuels like coal and oil
    Made from their remains

    Dinosaur Juice!

    The T-rex and Pteranodon
    I won’t forget to thank
    Each time that I’m topping off
    Another thirsty tank

    And who would we be killing
    If it weren’t for all that oil?
    The headlines sure would suffer
    Without blood on foreign soil!

    Dinosaur Juice!

    Shades of blue and white and grey
    A canvas under which I lay
    An ebb and flow of indigo

    Slowly waving a goodbye
    as houses shrink beneath the sky
    The distance grows as my heartbeat slows

    And we’re all so small
    beneath this atmosphere
    I felt alive when you were here

    It’s a big blue sky
    I’m helpless on my back
    as clouds roll by

    Pills and sleep if they’re combined
    could help to keep you off my mind
    Cuz I let you go to bloom and grow

    I should have let you know, and never let go
    I should have let you know, and never let go

    Take my hand and look into my eyes
    Tell me everything will be just fine
    Hold me tight to try and stop the bleeding
    Stay with me until my heart stops beating…

    Suburbia

    posted by Hal5000 Leave a Comment

    Over that hill on the other side of the tracks
    is a maze where people go and never come back.
    With clean cars and cookie cutter houses,
    we search for meaning like laboratory mouses:
    Suburbia!

    Catch the zombie parade at nine and five.
    I watch the TV just to feel alive.
    Even Jesus lost the polls for the upper middle class;
    our new religion is picture perfect grass:
    Suburbia!

    Bless this unsinkable city –
    through all the years –
    we built a lifestyle with our fears.

    Fast food and traffic make me feel at home.
    Parking lots are fields where the shopping carts roam.
    Who needs sidewalks when everybody’s driving?
    Is this really living or are we just surviving?

    Streams of cars like waves
    on the freeway gleam.
    We’ve been living
    someone else’s dream.

    I’m driving in my car
    and I’m never looking back.
    I left my suitcase
    because in this place
    there’s no need to pack.

    I’m driving till I hit the ocean,
    or at least, run out of gas.
    I’ve got a dollar sixty-seven,
    I’m going to make it last.

    The cars that pass me
    could be ghosts for all I know:
    Two head lights
    and a hazy illumination
    from a dashboard radio.

    I wish that I could let you know
    that I am going to be just fine.
    One ring on your telephone at night
    could be a reassuring sign.

    I never noticed
    how still the world can seem
    But when you’re driving this fast
    everything feels like a dream…

    You wanna be down with the scene?
    Grab your makeup
    You wanna be living the dream?
    Just don’t wake up

    Everybody hanging
    ‘round loves your haircut,
    “It’s so profound!”
    Oh popularity!

    Make them happy playing their part:
    you better show up.
    You wonder why there is pain in your heart:
    you’re scared to grow up.

    What ever happened to all of those friends?
    The people on which you can always depend?
    What ever happened to “being true”?
    Cuz that’s not you, that is not you.

    All of the children,
    the boys and the girls,
    millions of people all over the world,
    all of the papers and magazines,
    television cameras, movie screens:

    Everybody wants you!
    America loves a winner!

    I thought by now you would realize
    that I have been trying to find
    something I left behind.

    Hold on to what you think you’ll need.
    Don’t hold onto a fantasy.

    I will bleed if I meet with something sharper than me.
    I will break; all it takes is one more careless mistake.
    Time only willing.

    Everyone looks happy when they’re fast asleep.
    Cuz in our dreams we cling to things that we could not keep.

    Oh why can’t you see it in my eyes
    that I have been trying from the start.
    When I gave you my heart?

    I will bleed if I meet with something sharper than me.
    I will break; another look from you is all it will take.
    Time only willing.

    I got burned,
    you had control.
    I’ll hand it to you honey,
    you can rock and roll.
    I got lost in those innocent eyes.
    I never thought that I’d get taken by surprise.

    I signaled for a taxi, but above me instead,
    angels grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head.
    When the punishment ended we were high above town.
    You know without those wings it’s a long way down.

    I got served. I got pwn3d.
    My friends are telling me
    that I should have known.
    You need some time honey, that’s okay.
    I’ve got a couple chords that I’ve been meaning to play.

    The sky is of the deepest blue
    It seems as though it’s all brand new
    Baby, you’ve got to help me

    The sea is of the deepest green
    Unlike anything I’ve ever seen
    Baby you’ve got to help me

    Of all the people who are living in this place
    I had to fall in love with one specific face

    I’m lost although it’s hard to see
    I feel there’s nothing here for me
    Baby you’ve got to help me

    All of the things that we will never do
    All of the words I’ll never say to you
    All of the places we will never see
    All of the songs you’ll never sing to me

    Tied To An Anchor

    posted by Hal5000 22 Comments

    “Try another rope or use the chain.
    Make sure that knot won’t slip again.”
    Is this what it takes to learn from my mistakes?

    With slack unfolding,
    my breath was holding,
    tied to an anchor.

    I thought I was right but I was betrayed:
    One step forward was the ocean, one step back was the blade.
    Is this what it takes to learn from my mistakes?

    What was once me,
    cast in the sea,
    tied to an anchor.

    Oh yes that was me, but I disappeared,
    into the deep while everyone cheered.
    All of my doubt and all that I feared:
    tied to an anchor.

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