I think this started life as we travelled through East Lansing; the name makes it sound as if it's not really Lansing while also not having an individual identity. Where could I take an idea like that?
lyrics
"No, this isn't quite Nirvana. That's nine miles further on,"
She says, "Past the next two exits, then south of 401."
She has worked the bakery counter, so she's learned to read the gaze
In eyes like honey doughnuts, sickly sweet and over-glazed.
Mostly they buy coffee, use the restrooms down the hall
Because once they reach Nirvana they'll feel no urge at all.
She throws cold coffee down the drain, me a smile as I walk by 'er;
I'm the one who gave an answer when she asked, "What's your desire?"
Chorus:
Some may have done better,
If there's nothing more they need.
I'm glad, I guess, they've rid their lives
Of passion, doubt, and greed,
But I'm content with eighteen wheels,
My waitress wife: dear Donna,
And the home we've built ourselves
In West Nirvana.
My first time in this diner, I had an emptiness inside
She filled it up with bacon, karma, eggs, and apple pie.
Perfect peace may be the goal of real ambitious men
But I'm OK with almost happy every now and then.
[Chorus x 2]
We could move those few miles down the road, but neither of us wanna;
We'd rather live and die, and live, and die, and live in West Nirvana.
credits
from Mix Until Absurd,
released July 1, 2014
Phil Mills - lead vocal, electric guitar
Phil Mills writes songs of science fiction and fantasy fandom: filk.
He released the
CD "Rain on the Sand" in 2009, containing all original material, mixing funny and serious treatments. That approach has continued, as does his writing.
He has become an avid promoter of the FAWM and 50/90 online song-writing communities, using those as inspiration sources for yet more songs....more
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