old stuff, from notebook

I got your millenium bug right here
2000 years, we're still living in fear
fear of the father and the coming of the son
that the son will come back and you'll be the one that's left standing
with nowhere to go and no rescue
fearing the fire where the father will fling you
throwing away the child that he loved. huh!?
that's what i call a millenium bug