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    "Romantic Entanglement Bullsh*t - HK"  Parental Advisorygenre: AAA/Adult Alternative
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    like most romantic entanglements, a big fat mess ...18 months of bliss, condensed into seven-and-a-half minutes of black comedy. My pain, your laffs!
    Credits: Written by R. Millett, performed by Helen Killer, recorded and produced by Mark Jagger/DeathraySanta666

    Story Behind the Song
    ROmantic Entanglement Bullshit - Copyright 2000 Robb Millett
    This song was inspired by the Frank Zappa tunes "The Dangerous Kitchen", and "The Jazz Discharge Party Hats" off of "The Man from Utopia" listen to those and you'll see what I mean.
    of course, it's not nearly as over-rehearsed as his bands songs were, Romantic Entanglement Bullshit is really more of a jam, and I wrote it as a song that would only ever be performed live, never recorded in a studio.

    the subject matter is, obviously, a romantic entanglement I was involved in during '98 and '99...

    Lyrics
    Romantic Entanglement Bullshit...

    A typical story of boy meets girl,
    a tragicomic event if there ever was one.
    but the telling of the tale is a laugh so listen up.

    Girl Meets Boy, they exchange e-mails,
    they wind up actually dating,
    beyond all good sense
    ignoring the evidence that it's doomed
    from the beginning

    I mean like, he's married.
    so what the fuck is he thinking about
    like he is available or anything,
    she knows he's married,
    and jumps right off the cliff of bad judgement, both feet.

    She tells herself, oh, it'll work out.
    as long as we keep it both fun and simple

    And Soon, they are making big cow eyes at each other,
    and rolling around in the big sticky mess of

    Romantic Entanglement Bullshit

    Some Time goes by
    they're all caught up in this shared hallucination
    in fact, they're both enjoying the hell out of it
    weekends away
    Surprise visits
    Lunch every Wednesday,
    and shagging so much they're both chafed and sore.

    More time goes by
    He starts to think
    she's the ONE
    in all bold Caps the ONE,
    the love of my life forever
    She starts to think...
    Well who the fuck knows what she's thinking
    I mean I, no I mean, He can't fucking read minds
    and subsequent events sort of prove that I,
    No, I mean he, had about as much a clue
    as that chair over there,
    and he took that clue and he shoved it right up his ass
    because he figured that was a nice, safe place
    too keep such a precious thing
    and then it would not get lost or whatever.

    good thing it was a tiny clue
    or it would have hurt to sit down.
    but in hindsight it's easy to see
    it was just bad gas caused by a steady diet of

    Romantic Entanglement Bullshit

    Now some of you might be saying
    especially you ladies
    Oh my, he's really so bitter
    but that's not the case
    Actually, he's more like a little salty and maybe sweet...
    But I think you'd really have to ask her
    'cause she's the one who'd know
    Don't you think?
    and anyway I can't,
    no I mean HE can't fucking bend over that far
    and why the fuck would I want to find out anyway,
    You Know what I mean, GROSS!
    I aint into guys, ptui!
    all that I can say
    after thinking about it is
    Hats off to you ladies, and all...

    Meanwhile, back to the tragedy
    eventually after enough of her friends advice
    she finally wised up and bailed over the course of several weeks
    by phone and e-mail
    showering him with creative excuses:
    I'm going to a show with Dawn
    I have to work late at Odyssey
    My roomate just got fired and I have to be there for her
    I m going to a show with Dawn ...right
    I have to work late at Odyssey ...uh huh!
    Kelly is having guy problems and Im going to meet her for dinner
    .. to commiserate
    He thought that one was particularly creative...
    and telling...

    After enough enough of this bullshit
    finally pulls the clue out of his ass
    and reads it, only to find that
    the words She'll stay with me forever
    have been crossed out, and it now reads
    She's ditching you, you stupid fuck
    and he sits there stupidly wondering how the fuck
    she got up his ass with a black magic marker...
    I must have been blinded by love!
    Don't you think?
    And anyway, at least he got his leather jacket back,
    and figured out later
    that she'd dumped him for some other guy,
    who fairly pukes the words
    I LOVE YOU
    all over her...and is likely NOT married
    Probably, a big plus!

    But now the problem is
    that he pukes too
    all over himself...
    every time he steps in,
    or gets a whiff of,
    or stands real close to,
    or is threatened by,
    or experiences a near miss with the big ugly mess that is

    Romantic Entanglement Bullshit




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