Chinese Railroad Workers in the Early 1900's
does this make any sense?
deaf ears bleed for wounded heart throbs
if only to stop my heart for a short six minutes
and now i can see the finish line
could you rock my world now
could you rock my world now, pretty boy?
ear to fucking ear, child
ear, ear to fucking ear
i waill give her a red velvet scarf
and a pearl necklace
but how do you make any sense of this?
mommy isn't coming back
but there is more room in the bathtub
for one more bloated corpse
one more slit wrist
i wish i could say more
but a broken nose speaks for itself
read and debate
but the only thing you know
is the violence
only thing you know
alone and cold in lincoln park
after a saturday night circus

(the chinese who emmigrated to this country are notorious for having worked like dogs to build the railroads, a shit job no one else wanted to do. for the most part, this is a song about work ethic. it is akin to dire straits old classic song "money for nothing". it mocks superstars that are worshipped daily on the television, all of those hearth throbs that are idolized for being beautiful and having great media hype. this song is about the bitterness in the lower classes of american society and truly any society around the world, where beauty is held in high regard over the integrity, the sweat and blood, the moral apptitude of the everyman. it sickens me to my bones, people.)