My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..
Dear Chuy, I wrote but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent a letter yes'day, you must not-a got it
There probably was a problem in your inbox or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; f**k it, what's been up? Man how's your website?
I havent got a fricking girlfriend, I'm already a father
If I have a son, guess what I'ma call him?
I'ma name him Skywalker
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even signed up to that other website, but it went down the pan
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with karma too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is 1927
Dear Chuy, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's F**KED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your house that day
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
Thats me man, Im only 34 and 2/3rds old
I waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like my f**kin idol
I want to be just like you man, I likes you more than golf
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein fucked off
Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your posts
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and read 'em
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My ex girlfriend got jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Chuy, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, 1927 -- P.S.
I know you cant freeze my karma
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last poem I ever send your ass
It's been 1 day and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my email;
I send it to your inbox
So this is my poem I'm sending you, I hope you read it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Chuy, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, Its all a drama
and all I wanted was a lousy letter bout my fricking karma
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Chuy, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Chuy; Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Chuy, that's my pet sheep screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?
Dear 27, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said you wanted to freeze your karma, but I cant do that
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your Son that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at my house, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to escape you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how f**ked up is you?
You got some issues 27, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your pet sheep need each other
or maybe you just need to treat it better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but 27
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just cant freeze your karma at 1927
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his pet sheep in the trunk, and it was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn!
