The Snickers-Bar Absurdist

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Written, directed, performed, and produced by Emma Johnson, 2003.
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LYRICS - I See What's Going On

Song

5-6-03

By Emma Johnson

“I see what’s going on”

LYRICS:

I know you have a low self-esteem

so you minimize what you’re bragging about.

You know you know you know you’re cool, but you’re afraid of refutation.

I don’t need an explanation; I see what’s going on.

Undermining who you are,

but hoping others will see through.

Afraid of overcompensation;

play it safe until you’re sure.

But will you ever be sure?

But will you ever be sure?
But will you ever be sure?
But will you ever be sure?

I know you have a low self-esteem

so you minimize what you’re bragging about.

You know you know you know you’re cool, but you’re afraid of refutation.

I don’t need an explanation; I see what’s going on.

I see what’s going on.

I see what’s going on.

I’m guilty of the same thing too.

I see what’s going on.

I see what’s going on.

I see what’s going on with

you.

LYRICS W/ CHORDS:

LYRICS - A Myriad of Teenaged Angst

7-25-02/ 3-3-03/ 3-5-03

By Emma Johnson

“a myriad of teenage angst”

LYRICS:

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll

and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll

and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

You asked me, “How are you doing today?”

But do you even care?

You sat and talked an hour with me.

But you weren’t even there.

And then sometimes

I wonder why

I’m hanging out with you.

Oh, yeah, now

I guess I remember I had

nothing better to do.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll

and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll

and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

It’s amazing how much can be said,

without saying anything apprehended.

Just shout out something random and

someone’s sure to think of something unintended.

[[1]Beatle’s sample: Goo goo ga joob

     Goo goo ga joob

     Goo goo ga joob]

You asked me, “How are you doing today?”

But do you even care?

You sat and talked an hour with me.

But you weren’t even there.

And then sometimes

I wonder why

I’m hanging out with you.

Oh, yeah, now

I guess I remember I had

nothing better to do.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll

and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll

and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll

and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

No sex, No drugs. Just Rock and Roll

and a myriad of Teenage Angst.

LYRICS W/ CHORDS:

Paris / Encore de La Tour Eiffel

Paris spectacle at the Louvre

Maps of or in Paris

Amélie Poulain: métro & Montmartre [Paris '02]