Feeling ExistentialWritten by Mojo Nixon; performed by Mojo Nixon and Skid Roper
Listen here:
http://www.emusic.com/album/10606/10606789.htmlYour goatee is growin'
In front of your fake French café
You're readin' Kirkegaard
Underneath your very black beret
Smokin' filterless Camels
That stink just like Gitanes
Drinkin' some "express-o"
Droppin' all the names
Standing outside of a Winchell's
You're feeling very existential
You dreamed you were Whitman --
Walt, the poet, the bard --
But you're really more like Slim:
An evil tub of lard
Lookin' in the mirror,
And think you see James Dean
Now you turn to Dylan --
You "coulda been him ..."
Feelin' so depressed
You're lookin' so distressed
And all the little girls,
You just want to undress
You're uglier than your high-school principal
You're just feelin' very existential
You were kicked out of the college
Your Daddy couldn't afford
So you went out "On the Road"
In a '67 Ford
Then you went to Europe
You felt like Hemingway
You even loved a woman there
But you found out she was gay
Man, you gonna never get rid of your pimples!
You're just feelin' very existential
"Nothin' is nothin' --
Everyone's a twit!
Gonna tie myself up,
Have a little fit ..."
So grab your granny glasses
Dress all up in black
Find your journal
Read Jack Kerouac
Bed on down through the winter
You're feeling very existential
You'd like to sit on Kirk Douglas's dimple ...
Yeah, you're inside of a Chinese temple ...
And your mind, mind, is so, so ... simple
Standin' outside of a Winchell's
Feelin' very existential
-- "Feeling Existential," Mojo Nixon (recorded by Mojo Nixon & Skid Roper)