some chinese shit to share

hey yo! welcome to longyinism. today's gonna be special because this is the first time that i m using chinese to write this blog. hope u all heard of my friend cheng hung the psycho art guy: he was the one who told me "chinese blog is ok".
you know what? i tried composing a song during the stupid june holiday. but finally i only got the lyrics out. after editing for half a month, i think now it's the time to show it to you all.
here the shit is, let's go!



熙来攘往的商业街
玻璃墙的冷气咖啡店
我裹着租来的白色礼服
学人对着镜子扮模样

默默迈上墙角的舞台
人模人样的点头哈腰
他们面部统统扭曲
咀嚼巴黎风味点心
没有关系我也有吃饱
两杯泡面也是不同口味

钢琴手伴奏终于响起
我把嘴唇靠在银色Mic前
Jay Chow 含糊不清的吐词
陶喆娘娘腔的假音
会模仿才是最IN
他们听完才会开心

这不是 Indoor Stadium
也不是我的演唱会
唱完也没有掌声
他们面部依然扭曲
说话时食物喷到对面
店里气氛火热
我只是一个陪衬

靠窗第二张桌的女孩
在和一群男女嬉笑
我认出她来自我的学校
不想会在这种场合遇到
粉底眼影唇膏
头发遮住一只眼
也不能让你 Look 成熟一点
求求你不要矫揉造作
唱情歌只是我的工作

酒足饭饱的人逐渐散去
灯光渐渐黯淡
脱下人皮的我
镜子前狼狈的强睁双眼
我来到路边
向不远处招手
不是Taxi

别以为我是什么公子哥
别以为引人注目是我的风格
我的辛苦
被父母宠坏的小朋友
不懂......


never had i performed in a cafe before, i swear. the earth mama knows where the heck i got the inspiration from. cheng hung laughed his ass off after reading this.
ironically, sing wei has found a place where we can performe... some bar in somerset i guess. he's practicing the piano every night now; all jay chow and wong leehom stuff...

maybe it's necessary for me to explain this: the two pictures above were taken in city hall. they have nothing to do with the lyrics or poem or whatever. but they are in the same atmosphere: in crowded places, someone is forgotten. what the fuck, i m turning emo again...

靠，华文越来越烂了......