Oh, And This Is Real Too. “The Doody Family Website”

The Doody Family Website


Eddie Vedder Wrote 4/20/02 For Layne Staley

When Eddie Vedder heard the news about the tragic death of Seattle icon Layne Staley it was 4/20/02.  He sat and wrote this song in tribute.  I love the lyrics.  R.I.P. Layne.
4/20/02 by Pearl Jam
so all you fools
who sing just like him
feel free to do so now
cuz he’s dead
using, using, using
the using takes toll
just so happy to be one
sad to, sad to think
sad to think of him more
lonesome friend, we all knew
always hoped you’d pull through
no blame, no blame
no blame, it could be you
using, you can’t grow old using
so sing just like him, fuckers
it won’t offend him
just me
because he’s dead

The Best Lyrics Ever – Alice In Chains

“Lost inside my sick head
I live for you but Im not alive
Take my hand before I kill
I still love you, but, I still burn”
-Alice In Chains “Love, Hate, Love”
“What The Hell Am I?
Thousand Eyes, A Fly
Lucky Then I’d Be
In One Day Deceased”
Alice In Chains “Sickman”
R.I.P. Layne I love you and miss you terribly.  Your spirit is a part of my soul and it is my duty to bring it to light, once again.
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Killing Lonely – A Poem by nakedEric

I miss you baby.  She hates me and it hurts.  I hope this helps if you have feelings like this. 

Killing Lonely


on a different plane of miracles she waits for me

the love I’ve ruined by trying too hard

she is an angel and i am in love with her

my love is a dangerous flame close to heaven

she is more than hating me.  to her I am only a burden

but if my love is so pure, how can this be so?

The answer never comes even though I lie awake speaking to God every night.


I cried yesterday rolling through memories of a perfect romance

ours that ended in her silence and my fear of the world, myself.  pain so hard, you know?

if I had only made a different choice.  something better to make her

as happy as she should be.  I somehow clipped her wings while trying to

make love to an angel.  Never make this same mistake.


Her face is a dark relic of enlightened times, like a treasure left only for me.

her kiss pushed happy into my veins.  I was clean and smooth like a baby

and like i baby i ruined moments by making a stink

i don’t care if you hate that analogy, it works for me


My enemy is loneliness that is a parasite inside of me making juice of my heart

I can only kill it by killing the host.

I can’t live without her, such a boring old blah

how many times have we heard this befah


On a different plane she smiles when my face is clear in her mind

somewhere else she loves me again and we’re married and fine

but this is my burden.  my life without love and with only the

memory of how I’ve killed it

and replaced it with Lonely

such a muddy, putrid friend.