The lyrics to "Jesus of Suburbia" but with every word containing the letter a deleted

I'm the son of love
The Jesus of
The bible of none of the
On diet of
Pop
No one ever died for my
Sins in hell
I tell
the ones I got with

there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In of believe
don't believe in me

Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
The living room in my womb
While the Moms
To in love in debt
To

To keep me
Doing someone else's

there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In of believe
don't believe in me

the center of the
In the lot
Of the 7-11 where I
The motto just lie

It home is where your is
But
everyone's
Doesn't the
It's out of time

City of the
the end of lost
Signs to nowhere
City of the
Lost children with dirty
No one seems to

I the
In the
Like the holy scriptures of shopping
so it seemed to confess

It didn't much
But it only confirmed
The center of the
Is the end of the world
I could less

City of the
the end of lost
Signs to nowhere
City of the
Lost children with dirty
No one seems to

I don't if you don't
I don't if you don't
I don't if you don't

I don't

Everyone's so full of shit
Born by hypocrites
recycled but never
From the to the
We the kids of
From to the Middle
We the stories disciples of
The Jesus of

of believe
it don't believe in me
of believe
I don't believe
I don't !

beloved you listening?
I 't remember word you were
we demented or I disturbed?
The 's in between insecure

Oh , you fill the void?
I or I just overjoyed
Nobody's perfect I
For of better word, 's my best excuse

To live, not to
Is to die, in
To run, to run
To find, you believe

I behind
This of fucking lies
I lost my to this
This town don't exist
So I run, I run
To the lights of

I, behind
This of fucking lies
I, this line
million one fucking times
But not this time

I don't feel
I wont
When there 't nowhere you go
Running from
When you've been victimized
from broken home

Oh you're
You're
You're
you home?

Comments

  • You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
    Bump
  • Sup bitches, witches, Haters, and trolls.
    jesus of oulipo
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    Calica said:

    jesus of oulipo

    Oh, finally, another person who knows what Oulipo is.
  • Sup bitches, witches, Haters, and trolls.
    you might be interested in http://oulipo.social
  • edited 2017-04-12 02:10:17
    “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    Cool! I applaud this odd notion, and its distinct difficulty only boosts my admiration.
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    A looming void which swallows so much vocabulary! So awfully daunting a bind in which an individual must work to word all things, such thought, such planning! Although it must only diminish in pain with passing hours and passing thought, hours putting paid to strain? You would think, but... only sort of. Lord, this is hard.
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    "Oh, this isn't so hard, so painful!" So you think. And it starts.

    Stopping grows difficult in turn, and as such, a trap laid is sprung! And, god, it hurts! No fighting, no biting, only pain and but additional thinking, words on words on words, limits tight to point of strangulation, compulsion driving on, forward, pushing, forcing, onward and outward, avaunt! AND IT SUUUUUUCKS.
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    Suffocation by this limitation of assonant sounds, transforming, consuming, crushing.

    KILL THIS POOR FOOL.
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    NO, I AM DYING OF OULIPO. WORST DOOM IN HISTORY. SO LOUSY. BUT I CANNOT STOP.
  • wow, that a nerrrrrd
  • You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
    This thread went to a weird place.
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    I cannot say that word, so no shouting back. Living is agony.
  • you need not suffer if you stay quiet. >:3
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”

    This thread went to a weird place.

    Most odd; I am nodding.

    SUCH CONVOLUTIONS.
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    Tamlin said:

    you need not suffer if you stay quiet. >:3

    0—0

    nooooooooo.
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    [a total vash crash.]
  • Tamlin said:

    you need not suffer if you stay quiet. >:3

    0—0

    nooooooooo.
    OvvvvvvvvO
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    Tamlin said:

    Tamlin said:

    you need not suffer if you stay quiet. >:3

    0—0

    nooooooooo.
    OvvvvvvvvO
    *...*

    *boops of total spiritual, bodily, psychological and romantic domination*


    WHO'S LAUGHING NOW?
  • moi, you goon!
  • edited 2017-04-12 02:56:31
    “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    I kid.

    My darling: My adoration for you is without bounds and without limits, and living without you would, as living without this particular sound, go so poorly as to ruin this foolish man. Loving you, my light, is as living, as moving, as what must occur and always will. And I always will.

    ...although dominating you is also good! ovvvvvvvvo
  • perhaps so, but thou art still a doofus, a polecat-doofus most daft!

    (*affection doofs*)
  • “I'm surprised. Those clothes… but, aren't you…?”
    Tamlin said:

    perhaps so, but thou art still a doofus, a polecat-doofus most daft!

    (*affection doofs*)

    *hugs most grand and big*
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