Charles Bukowski - You get so alone at times that it just makes sense lyrics
[Charles Bukowski - You get so alone at times that it just makes sense lyrics]
When I was a starving writer I
Used to read the major writers in the
Major magazines (in the library
Of course) and it made me feel
Very bad because-being a student of
The word and the way, I
Realized that they were faking it: I
Could sense each false emotion, Each
Utter pretense
It made me feel that the editors had their
Heads up their asses-or were
Being politicized into publishing
In-groups of power but
I just kept writing and not
Eating very much-went down from 197 pounds
To 137-but-got very much practice
Typing and reading slips
It was when I reached 137 pounds that
I said, to hell with it, Quit
Typing and concentrated on drinking and
The streets and the ladies of
The streets-at least those people
Didn't read Harper's, The
Atlantic or poetry, a magazine of verse
And frankly
It was a fair and refreshing ten year lay-off
Then I came back and tried it again
To find that the editors still had
Their heads up their asses and/or etc
But I was up to 225 pounds rested
And full of background music-
Ready to give it another shot in the dark
Used to read the major writers in the
Major magazines (in the library
Of course) and it made me feel
Very bad because-being a student of
The word and the way, I
Realized that they were faking it: I
Could sense each false emotion, Each
Utter pretense
It made me feel that the editors had their
Heads up their asses-or were
Being politicized into publishing
In-groups of power but
I just kept writing and not
Eating very much-went down from 197 pounds
To 137-but-got very much practice
Typing and reading slips
It was when I reached 137 pounds that
I said, to hell with it, Quit
Typing and concentrated on drinking and
The streets and the ladies of
The streets-at least those people
Didn't read Harper's, The
Atlantic or poetry, a magazine of verse
And frankly
It was a fair and refreshing ten year lay-off
Then I came back and tried it again
To find that the editors still had
Their heads up their asses and/or etc
But I was up to 225 pounds rested
And full of background music-
Ready to give it another shot in the dark