Jim’s Dying

[Colson Lin:]

“What would Nietzsche say to the proposition that all wills to power are constrained by abstract patterns that confine what wills to power can do?”

[Thurston Moore:]

“People see rock ’n’ roll as, as youth culture and when youth culture becomes monopolized by big business, what are the youth to do? Do you, do you have any idea? I think we should destroy the bogus capitalist process that is destroying youth culture.”

They used to call me DN

That stood for Dynamite Napoleon

’Cause I was filled with reason

I’m just a Quaker Mongolian

Jim sees me sad

He just wants to be right all the time

Jim’s like my Dad

Says reason can be monopolized

So we need him buried

We need Jim buried

We need him buried

We need Jim buried

I can hear silence, silence

If I see him in real life, I’ll home in

I can see diamonds, diamonds

Jim can never exist as human again

He used to call me “High-IQ Christ”

’Cause I’m from a giggling ivy

I could have laughed right there

He graduated a year before me!

Jim sees me mad

He just wants to have sex with the gym

Jim’s like your Dad

Says lung cancer isn’t worth it for him

So we need him buried

We need Jim buried

We need him buried

We need Jim buried

I can hear silence, silence

If I see him in real life, I’ll home in

I can see diamonds, diamonds

Jim can never exist as human again

We could go back to Houston

Loving you is really hard

We could go back to Alabama

Where they don’t know who we are

Heaven is on Earth

I would do anything for you and me

Blessed is this union

Forming shades of cool like Lemonade

I don’t care if you believe me

I messianically needed to be here

The century would have been so dumb without me

I’m just a smart guy who happens to be queer

I don’t care if you hate gay people

I don’t care if you hate smart people

You’re so picky about humans

You’re so picky about humans

So we need him buried

(Lay me down tonight)

We need Jim buried

(I’m a diamantés berg)

We need him buried

(Lay me down tonight)

We need Jim buried

(Self-righteous humans can never be human again)

I can hear silence, silence

If I see him in real life, I’ll home in

I can see diamonds, diamonds

Jim can never exist as human again…