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• Artiste: King Missile
• Titre: I Wish
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I wish I had a story to tell. I wish I knew the story of the cardboard man, Or the talking film canister, Or the spoon that moved. I wish I knew the one about the wise guru or the honest lizard. I wish I knew about the dog who dressed like a cat, The mule who walked like a man, Or the tornado who swam like a statue of Carmen Miranda. I wish I knew all these stories, Or had the inclination to make them up. I wish I could sit on soft pillows and drink molten lava. I wish I could make love to the sky. I wish I could eat the corn of joy and sorrow. I wish the sky was green and my body was bright blue. I wish I could talk sideways and backwards. I wish I could drive the tractor of innocence, And return to the life I never knew. I wish I could drink chocolate champagne. I wish I had that fax number. I wish nothing could mean something And that everybody could have everything. Some wishes come true. Some of these wishes will come true. Others are destined to be dreams differed, Shriveling up like grapes with suntans. But all is not lost. No, all is not lost. Not yet. I wish I had three eyes. But of course, I have three eyes. I have clairvoyant paranoia I have precognitive disonance I have many ways of seeing at my disposal I have a garbage disposal, dinner plans and dog biscuits I have many many options and a strong sense that freedom is within, Where I shall never find it. Freedom is lost, Failure is just around the corner, And the only thing that consoles me anymore is the sound of my voice, And the fact that I don't cut myself shaving as often as I used to Of course, I don't shave as often as I used to, either.