(music by Jacky T) - 06 Don't Ask Why

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Vocals recorded live at 'Word is Born, Horse Bazaar, Melbourne. May 2011. Music and mixing by Jacky T.

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DON’T ASK WHY

if the world ever loses its mind
it will be in India

it will be in that place
where westerners come
seeking ancient wisdom
amongst inadequate sanitation
they’re here for a piece of peace
and tranquility
amongst an amazing harmony
of traffic horns

if the world ever needs a reality check
it will be in India the incredible
boasting more billionaires
and impoverished peoples both
than any other nation on Earth

if this one time a Sikh
a Muslim, a Hindu
and an atheist
are all sitting around together
and the atheist says…
is this some sort of joke?
the Sikh will say no
but the joke has ever been
on you

and you’ll be the only one getting it
laughing yourself hysterically
cynically, fanatically silly

what you looking at pal?
hey don’t mind me I’m just
in India

if the world ever needs an enema
it will be in India
because no shit
it’s in India
that the shit
is goin’ down man
and up
and around
and on the walls
and the floors
in the fires
the shit is in the streets
roads, footprints
and it is definitely, definitely
hitting the fan.

if there’s ever a fuse to be blown
street poles each wired
like whole phone exchanges
that in other countries
might seem a little strange
It just won’t be
be-cause you’ll be in India

looking for a net connection
in the middle of a city’s
traffic-jammed intersection
taking pedestrian leaps of faith
foregoing all fail-safes,
but it’s bumper to bumper
and you can’t walk through.
this… traffic?
this unbridled dystopian anarchy
that has slumped itself
right at the door of
the world’s most stifling
bureaucracy

if you ever had
a night angry enough
to spontaneously combust
if you have ever felt
moral outrage to be so futile
you might have had to share sidewalks
with rows of naked children
grabbing for your feet
while you walked down the street

you will
have survived screaming contests
between them and your own
so-called conscience
picking the one you could console
saying it’s all right
it’s all right
it’s all right
even though
you know
it’s not
and it’s never going to be
-all right

if you’re ever feeling
as filthy as mud
on dust on dirt on mold
in piles of shit sweated into garbage
covered in mosquitoes,
that someone is now burning
for some lack-of reason
you will be in India
and you will be ridiculous
enough
to have forgotten that

if history can’t explain anything
and isn’t even trying to anymore
if you remember then
why you long ago forgot the point
the point being
there is no point

If everything is gonna be fine
but whatever y‘do
don’t look down now
if there was anything that ever
really-actually went wrong
or could
or might
or should-have-but-didn’t,
or-should-not-have-but-did-anyway,
or won’t
-but-watch-out-because-it-still-might
or it will
but you’ll never know
until its way, way too late
mate, you never know

it might be
it might just be
that you are


in India.

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from Product, released September 1, 2013
Music and mixing by Jacky T.

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Randall Stephens Melbourne, Australia

Randall Stephens writes poetry about other poetry, cycling, sexuality, masculinity, dinosaurs and your boyfriend. People have called Randall controversial. Randall has called people losers.

Randall has toured extensively in Australia, as well as in New Zealand, Singapore, Malaysia and Borneo.

Also competed in London and New York, but didn’t do very well so don’t tell him I mentioned that.
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