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There is Too Much Light in this Bar
There is Too Much Light in this Bar
Sam Tyler is lost and confused in some distant pop culture nightmare.
Footage: Life on Mars (2006)
Audio: There is Too Much Light In This Bar by Wammo
Duration: 00:03:23
Published: 2006-07-06
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There is too much light in this bar
I can see the black on white of this page beckoning me to scrawl
an old Devo song on the jukebox
old Devo? What a paradox!
A strange, futuristic reminiscence
but Mongoloid sure takes me back...
There is too much light in this bar.A woman lights a cigarette, pale and dramatic
Lipstick thick pout
The waft of smoke sticks needles in my memory
I used to smoke to be cool, in seventh grade
when a girl called Amy wore lace up the-
front and back hip-hugger bellbottoms and a crocheted halter
Me trying deperately to hide
my walking-down-the-hall out of control puberty boner
with a math book
and now a woman walks by with the EXACT SAME OUTFIT ON
looking so ever so retro thrift-store hip!
There is too much light in this bar!Too much light, too much vibe, too many haircuts, too much leather,
too much 'blah blah blah' and drunken shrieks and trendy music
pumping through the Great Altar of Mumble
a nauseating Generation X-marks-the-G-spot dating ritual
and I wonder if either of them have a rubber on them
God I hope so
There is too much light in this bar!You couldn't cut through the attitude with a syringe
and I'm just about to start screaming, at the top of my lungs
"Hey, let's all wear fake paratrooper boots and grass as far down as we possibly can"
and see who can be the most smoulderingly pissy
and even though we all share the same epidemic BOREDOM and APATHY
we still have the GUMPTION to call ourselves
ALLLLLLLLTERNATIVE!!!When suddenly
Dicko Suave
Guitar player for The Rockbusters and a serious. hardcore. mother-fucker.
from way back.
walks, no wait
SWAGGERS into the room, like a gunfighter with too many bullets
and as the jukebox pauses between songs
he screams
"I'm here to do heroin and FUCK...
and I'm all outta heroin."
He picks the closest, most pretentious person
who is me, sitting, writing in my sketch book
grabs me off my barstool and begins to hump
furiously
at my leg
and now I know for sure there is
WAYYYYYYYY too much light in this bar.