DON’T SWEAT IT, STEAL IT
THIS IS NOT A STAB AT GLORY MORE LIKE A RAGGED REQUIEM
A PRECAUTIONARY TALE NOT FOR TELLIN’, BUT FOR SALE
WE USED TO FIGHT THE LUCKY ONES
BUT NOW, WE STEAL THE SETTING SUN
DON’T SWEAT IT BEST JUST FORGET IT
IT’LL ONLY BREAK YOUR HEART IF YOU LET IT
DON’T SWEAT IT BEST JUST FORGET IT
IT’LL ONLY PUNCH A HOLE RIGHT THROUGH YOU
PRE-PACKAGED, WEIGHED OUT DREAMS LINED UP
LIKE LOSING SCHEMES WE SAID THAT THIS WOULD NEVER LAST
I HOPED TO SEE THAT DAY YOU SCOPED ANOTHER WAY
“WE’LL TAKE THEM ALL ON, SIDE BY SIDE”
I WON’T ACCEPT YOUR PROOF FOR PRIDE
NO NEED FOR SOLACE, NOR FOR SORRY OUR ONLY CRIME
WAS DOING TIME, TIME, TIME… WITH WHAT WE KNOW IS RIGHT,
STILL WON’T ERASE OUR DARKEST NIGHT
WE’LL RAISE A GLASS TO OUR HOMETOWN,
THEN BURN IT TO THE FUCKIN’ GROUND!
January 5th, 2010 at 12:22 pm
Mr. Bearer! big fan of yours here! lk fwrd to see u @ Thrash Bar this Sat.! I gotta think of a crazy ass present for you! hahaha! you rule!
May 22nd, 2010 at 8:26 am
Honestly, Paul…for whatever it’s worth, as far as I’m concerned, you’re not only one of the best *soul singers* to ever come from the NYHC Punk scene–but that our gutted Rotten Apple has ever produced. Your work has always been full of rue and regret, battered pride and anger, keenly razored wit, a hard-won, weary wisdom, and more ferocious *heart and soul* than I have the eloquence to properly describe or express.
Your words and music have repeatedly made a real difference for me and mine over the years, more than you’ll ever know. Hopefully, someday, you’ll have a beer or three on my tab.
Till then–cheers to you, Paulie…and thank you.