Words From The Attic... Can You Beat It

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Love this one!


Wrote this while I was down in
Tennessee in navy electronics' school
gotta be late 1981, early 1982.
Probably while waiting for my laundry
to finish. I usually sat up on the dryer

with my headphones

and trusty Walkman listening to
David Bowie while waiting.

Fuckin' Ziggy Stardust... right?!

But somehow Pete Townshend

and THE WHO took over this day

upon the dryer and brought about

such a fucking awesome memory

from those hanging out days!

THE WHO were huge

in our neighborhood!

I had one neighborhood friend
in mind when I penned this...
Ronnie Gallo!

So fuckin' funny...
we used to grab some lunch,
a bunch of beers,
then go eat and drink while parked

in the Holy Family church
parking lot on Watchogue Road.

Have ten thousand laughs,

and then drink & drive all around

Staten Island, New York
while creating yet another...
ten thousand fucking laughs... LoL
Just too awesome!

And one time my parents actually

saw us relieving ourselves

on the side of Richmond Ave

out past the Mall lolol

I shit you not!

I heard all about it at dinner

that evening LoLoLoL


I say that "we're both" headlining
the show while being away...
but can't really remember why.

I guess for me,

I was feeling on top of the world

at this point, as the leader of our

fourth floor brigade

and running it like a

well oiled machine

during those wacky times

down in Tennessee

at navy "A" school.

And I think maybe Ronnie was in

culinary school at the time

or possibly kicking ass

and in the process of

climbing the ladder

of success in the restaurant
he was working in at the time.

Fuck... I can't remember!


But hopefully everyone of you...
has had incredible moments like this
during those fun growing up years!

To help bring a smile

to your face once you finally fuckin'

grow up and the shit...

at times...

begins to hit the fan!!


I can't wait to finally...
grow up!

Can You Beat It

Growing up with someone

Yeah we're kind'a tight

Sharing things between us both

And trying hard to keep it true

With all our might

Driving around

Teenage drunken daze

Was just the beginning

For now we're in a

What the hell are we gonna do with ourselves

Kind'a haze

But I see us both winning

Yeah I see us both winning

We've cut school

Broken the golden rule

And yet

Neither of us

Has played the fool

I think it is really cool

What's going on

Both of us away

From what we really know

And both of us

Kind'a headlining

The whole fucking show

The kids at school

Have parents that

Seem so cool

And though I

Don't wanna hurt'em

Mine want me

Their way

Words of wisdom

From Peter T

Just flow through our nights

So naturally

People like you man

May our friendship last

'Til the end of the wick

Until we reach our prime

And then start all over

A new candlestick

Sometimes it really

Just doesn't show

And things do happen

To curve our path

But beneath it all

I look at you

As another bro

Because when we hangout

I can't help but laugh

Good luck to you

Good luck to me

Only ourselves

Can plan our own destiny

Whatever they are

It really makes no deal

As long as we both

Stay forever

Fuckin' real