Lara Herscovitch: listen

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

Take my answering and fax machine and keys to my old car
Take my lofty retirement plans – whatever they are
Take my credit cards and checkbook and all those bills
Take my aches and pains and ailments and all those pills
Take my 15 pin codes and 8 email accounts
If technology is so great why do my checks still bounce
Take my 2 alarm clocks and all my watches too
I’m always late anyway – now I guess I’ll have a good excuse

(chorus)
I’m goin’ to the island of blissful ignorance
Let’s stop pretending and make life good again
Whoever said life could not be great didn’t have directions
Let’s go – it’s getting late

Take your corrupted politicians and all those shopping malls
Take your marketing - selling, telling us we should be Ken and Barbie(R) dolls
Take your meetings, office speak and all the new paradigms
Take your tired old depressing songs – except for mine
Take my judgement, guilt, and clinging to emotional scraps
Take my television and all 800 channels of crap
Take all that bad take-out food that we all eat anyway
Take it away

(chorus)
I’m goin’ to the island of blissful ignorance
Gonna drink milkshakes and draw with fingerpaint
I’ll meet you down there -- I cannot wait
Don’t you sneak in no cell phone -- you’ll get stopped at the gate

Take your ADD, depression and all those drugs
Maybe we're all feeling badly 'cause the culture is messed up
That poor sweet canary didn't cause her own demise
Singing in the locked cage 'cause nobody thought 'what's yours is mine'

(chorus)
Goin’ to the island of blissful ignorance
Wanna leave this adult "mature" world and pitch a new carefree tent
Whoever said life could not be great
Didn’t have directions
Let’s go – it’s getting late…