Sleeping Pills (2003)

Actors

• Michael Lauter (composer)
• Michael Lauter (writer)
• Michael Lauter (editor)
• Michael Lauter (director)
• Crista Giuliani (producer)
• Lea Downey (actress)
• Jeff Danos (composer)
• Jeff Danos (actor)
• Lindsay McDonald (actress)
• Jonathan Chalker (producer)
• Jonathan Chalker (actor)
• Jonathan Chalker (composer)
• Melissa London (actress)
• Melissa London (composer)
• James Compton (actor)

Genres

Taglines:

The search for paradise takes a detour.

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Abortion - Lil' Wayne
• Abortion - Kid Rock
• Abortion - Kane & Abel
• Abortion - Kane & Able
• Abortion - Black Uhuru
• Abortion - George Carlin
• Abortion - Cars Can Be Blue
• Abortion - X-marks The Pedwalk

[Chorus (x2)]
I see you with your palms in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my hands
I make it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker
[Hook]
I know your name, yeah
Your name is unimportant
We in the belly of the beast
And she thinking 'bout abortion
[Verse 1]
I woke up this morning, d*ck rock hard
Ashed my blunt in my Grammy Award
You can save your bullshit on your memory card
If this real n*gga business, then you n*ggas unemployed
Jumped on the celly, called Machiavelli
He says he was gravy, I say I was jelly
Looked in the mirror, said "You's an ill n*gga"
Then I ran to the money like track and field n*gga
Now I think I'll have me a coffee with six sugars
In a world full of ass-kissers and d*ck pullers
I'm tryna walk a straight line but the line crooked
I'm shooting for the stars, astronauts dodge bullets
Yeah, I bought a brand new attitude
The hate is music to my ears, I got my dancin' shoes
Sometimes we question shit that there is no answer to
But I just built a house on "I don't give a f*ck" Avenue
[Chorus]
I see you with your palms in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my hands
I make it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker
[Hook]
I know your name, yeah
Your name is unimportant
We in the belly of the beast
And she thinking 'bout abortion
[Verse 2]
Down on the ceiling, looking up at the bed
Life is a gamble better check the point spread
And when life sucks, I just enjoy the head
I'm so sick of these n*ggas, I need meds
Smoking on a hallelujah, thank you Jesus
Help me focus on the future and not the previous
Double R, I'm a rebel with a reason
Sometimes you gotta fight the devil with a demon
Blood is in the streets and it is up to my knees
Underground shit, I see myself as a seed
Living in the glass, and everybody's looking
But how can you get the picture, if you don't know who took it?
This current affairs, but who the hell cares?
Everybody's fighting over positions, musical chairs
On the road to redemption, go on and use a few stairs
I'm just f*cking ready so I come prepared
[Hook]
I know your name, yeah
Your name is unimportant
We in the belly of the beast
And she thinking 'bout abortion
[Bridge]
And the rockets red glare, the bombs bursting in air
Life is a roller coaster, but still unfair
A blessing in disguise is right before our eyes
But since it is in disguise, we don't know that it's there
[Chorus]
And I see you with your palms in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my hands
I make it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker

My veins are poppin from this love inside
I just can't let it out
This pipe and these needles are my only guide
They've got me on the wrong route
What is my life about
Living in the shadows of a man I've never seen
Dreamin' like a lonely child
I know your brothers and your sister and your mother too
Man I wish you could see them too
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Man I wish that you could see them too
Man I wish that you could see them too
So can I come to see you sometime
Cause I been missin you
I've never heard you cry I've never seen you whine
I'm feeling oh so young
But still I must die to get to you
And if I do I wonder how just you will see me
And implicate the things I've done
I'm diein in the shadows of this man I've never seen
I'll see you soon
Now where's my gun
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Wheres my gun
Oh wheres my gun
Oh Lord
Wheres my gun
Oh Lord
My gun
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
It's God himself in a jar
Yeah...yeah
Yeah...yeah
Let me open your eyes
Let me see who you are
I am you, you are me
We are a part of
The second coming of christ
Its god himself in a jar
Yeahhhh
Heyyyyyyy
You got me, sad and lonely
When I'm me...me
You know you make me so lonely
I am so alone
And I will prey and then I'll cry
And I will prey and then I'll cry
And I will prey and then I'll cry

Verse 1 (Abel)
Peep this 5'6'' nigga with more game than Starter
Been pimping these hoes since I was shooting dog water
Call me plastic man cause I pack that plastic glock
Slinging my rocks on my block to the sunrise to the sun drop
I'm bout it than done some shit that God couldn't forgive
Ever since I was that coke baby with two weeks to live
Shit my life is complex think I got a voodoo hex
Busters try to wet me, bitches step get shot up like Malcolm X
You fucking motherfuckers got his pocket full of boulders
You sick of being sober hit me on my motorola
Drink Cavassi A straight out the bottle counting g's
Why you counting on the lotto
Fuck ya'll is my motto
Hit the streets make my ends rocks hidden in my M & M's
Bitch this ain't Whodini, ain't no motherfucking friends
Niggas average while caine be deadly like miscarriage
And if it come to it I'm gone put one in your cabbage
I'd rather steal to get paid like Shaquille O'Neal
Soon as I drop my draws all of ya'll old ladies gone kneel
Getting deep getting funky like some rock star coochie
I'm jigging player haters just like pace makers for my loochie
Partner my name is Kane got more game than the dope game
Know less than 16 for every bird that I slang
(Chorus)
My mama wish she had a fucking abortion
Cause I done so much shit so much gangsta shit
>From every crime from drugs to extortion
I know my mama wish she had a fucking abortion
Verse 2 (Kane)
I roll with No Limit cut throats trying to stack C-Notes
Wearing green and white Nauticas and Mecca polos
It all started my cousin got 'em got some heroin from Puerto Rico
We call it ?? and snorted by a lot of people
Going to the place where danger awaits me
I never knew my moms but if I did she probably hate me
>From small time hustling to sticking up dope spots
My grandma found a 100 grand stashed in a shoebox
She kicked me out sent me down south where they be balling
Got a 100 got 200 on a trip to New Orleans
They used to love that weed like it's they only child
Now they got the naza cocaine it got 'em wild
This child was born a twin seven minutes from my brother
No visions of my dad wouldn't recognize my mother
And now I'm so obsessed with this money I be earning
I'm sicker than the fucking Germans
All I see is green like Erick Sermon

Verse 1 (Abel)
Peep this 5'6'' nigga with more game than Starter
Been pimping these hoes since I was shooting dog water
Call me plastic man cause I pack that plastic glock
Slinging my rocks on my block to the sunrise to the sun drop
I'm bout it than done some shit that God couldn't forgive
Ever since I was that coke baby with two weeks to live
Shit my life is complex think I got a voodoo hex
Busters try to wet me, bitches step get shot up like Malcolm X
You fucking motherfuckers got his pocket full of boulders
You sick of being sober hit me on my motorola
Drink Cavassi A straight out the bottle counting g's
Why you counting on the lotto
Fuck ya'll is my motto
Hit the streets make my ends rocks hidden in my M & M's
Bitch this ain't Whodini, ain't no motherfucking friends
Niggas average while caine be deadly like miscarriage
And if it come to it I'm gone put one in your cabbage
I'd rather steal to get paid like Shaquille O'Neal
Soon as I drop my draws all of ya'll old ladies gone kneel
Getting deep getting funky like some rock star coochie
I'm jigging player haters just like pace makers for my loochie
Partner my name is Kane got more game than the dope game
Know less than 16 for every bird that I slang
(Chorus)
My mama wish she had a fucking abortion
Cause I done so much shit so much gangsta shit
>From every crime from drugs to extortion
I know my mama wish she had a fucking abortion
Verse 2 (Kane)
I roll with No Limit cut throats trying to stack C-Notes
Wearing green and white Nauticas and Mecca polos
It all started my cousin got 'em got some heroin from Puerto Rico
We call it ?? and snorted by alot of people
Going to the place where danger awaits me
I never knew my moms but if I did she probably hate me
>From small time hustling to sticking up dope spots
My grandma found a 100 grand stashed in a shoebox
She kicked me out sent me down south where they be balling
Got a 100 got 200 on a trip to New Orleans
They used to love that weed like its they only child
Now they got the naza cocaine it got 'em wild
This child was born a twin seven minutes from my brother
No visions of my dad wouldn't recognize my mother
And now I'm so obsessed with this money I be earning
I'm sicker than the fucking Germans
All I see is green like Erick Sermon
(Chorus)

Some things in life are so beautiful
Make you real glad and so dutiful
Some things in life are so beautiful
Make you go back again and again
Make you go right back till the end
Dressed in white, looks just right
All in brown, let's get down
Black on black, a tasty snack
It's amazing it works
It's amazing it works
Black rubber
Tight black rubber
Tight black rubber
I ain't no chippyin' man
A tight black rubber
I ain't no chippyin' man
A tight black rubber
I ain't no chippyin' man
Tight black rubber
Tight black rubber
My baby's so bad, I nearly killed her
She bit me so hard when I just filled her
Another gig and another gilder
I'm all killer and no filler
Mary had a little lamb
The shit was pure as snow
Everywhere that Mary went
And everywhere that Mary went
Black rubber
Tight black rubber
Tight black rubber
I ain't no chippyin' man
A tight black rubber
I ain't no chippyin' man
A tight black rubber
I ain't no chippyin' man
Tight black rubber

Why, why, why, why is it that most of the people who
are against abortion are people you wouldn't want to
fuck in the first place, huh? Boy, these conservatives
are really something, aren't they? They're all in favor
of the unborn. They will do anything for the unborn.
But once you're born, you're on your own. Pro-life
conservatives are obsessed with the fetus from
conception to nine months. After that, they don't want
to know about you. They don't want to hear from you. No
nothing. No neonatal care, no day care, no head start,
no school lunch, no food stamps, no welfare, no
nothing. If you're preborn, you're fine; if you're
preschool, you're fucked.
Conservatives don't give a shit about you until you
reach "military age". Then they think you are just
fine. Just what they've been looking for. Conservatives
want live babies so they can raise them to be dead
soldiers. Pro-life... pro-life... These people aren't
pro-life, they're killing doctors! What kind of pro-
life is that? What, they'll do anything they can to
save a fetus but if it grows up to be a doctor they
just might have to kill it?They're not pro-life. You
know what they are? They're anti-woman. Simple as it
gets, anti-woman. They don't like them. They don't like
women.They believe a woman's primary role is to
function as a brood mare for the state.
Pro-life... You don't see many of these white anti-
abortion women volunteering to have any black fetuses
transplanted into their uteruses, do you? No, you don't
see them adopting a whole lot of crack babies, do you?
No, that might be something Christ would do. And, you
won't see alot of these pro-life people dousing
themselves in kerosene and lighting themselves on fire.
You know, moraly committed religious people in South
Vietnam knew how to stage a goddamn demonstration,
didn't they?! They knew how to put on a fucking
protest. Light yourself on FIRE!! C'mon, you moral
crusaders, let's see a little smoke. To match that fire
in your belly.
Here's another question I have: how come when it's us,
it's an abortion, and when it's a chicken, it's an
omelette? Are we so much better than chickens all of a
sudden? When did this happen, that we passed chickens
in goodness? Name six ways we're better than
chickens... See, nobody can do it! You know why? 'Cuz
chickens are decent people. You don't see chickens
hanging around in drug gangs, do you? No, you don't see
a chicken strapping some guy to a chair and hooking up
his nuts to a car battery, do you? When's the last
chicken you heard about came home from work and beat
the shit out of his hen, huh? Doesn't happen. 'Cuz
chickens are decent people.
But let's get back to this abortion shit. Now, is a
fetus a human being? This seems to be the central
question. Well, if a fetus is a human being, how come
the census doesn't count them? If a fetus is a human
being, how come when there's a miscarriage they don't
have a funeral? If a fetus is a human being, how come
people say "we have two children and one on the way"
instead of saying "we have three children?" People say
life begins at conception, I say life began about a
billion years ago and it's a continuous process.
Continuous, just keeps rolling along. Rolling, rolling,
rolling along.
And say you know something? Listen, you can go back
further than that. What about the carbon atoms? Hah?
Human life could not exist without carbon. So is it
just possible that maybe we shouldn't be burning all
this coal? Just looking for a little consistency here
in these anti-abortion arguments. See the really
hardcore people will tell you life begins at
fertilization. Fertilization, when the sperm fertilizes
the egg. Which is usually a few moments after the man
says "Gee, honey, I was going to pull out but the phone
rang and it startled me." Fertilization.
But even after the egg is fertilized, it's still six or
seven days before it reaches the uterus and pregnancy
begins, and not every egg makes it that far. Eighty
percent of a woman's fertilized eggs are rinsed and
flushed out of her body once a month during those
delightful few days she has. They wind up on sanitary
napkins, and yet they are fertilized eggs. So basically
what these anti-abortion people are telling us is that
any woman who's had more than more than one period is a
serial killer! Consistency. Consistency. Hey, hey, if
they really want to get serious, what about all the
sperm that are wasted when the state executes a
condemned man, one of these pro-life guys who's
watching cums in his pants, huh? Here's a guy standing
over there with his jockey shorts full of little
Vinnies and Debbies, and nobody's saying a word to the
guy. Not every ejaculation deserves a name.
Now, speaking of consistency, Catholics, which I was
until I reached the age of reason, Catholics and other
Christians are against abortions, and they're against
homosexuals. Well who has less abortions than
homosexuals?! Leave these fucking people alone, for
Christ sakes! Here is an entire class of people
guaranteed never to have an abortion! And the Catholics
and Christians are just tossing them aside! You'd think
they'd make natural allies. Go look for consistency in
religion. And speaking of my friends the Catholics,
when John Cardinal O'Connor of New York and some of
these other Cardinals and Bishops have experienced
their first pregnancies and their first labor pains and
they've raised a couple of children on minimum wage,
then I'll be glad to hear what they have to say about
abortion. I'm sure it'll be interesting. Enlightening,
too. But, in the meantime what they ought to be doing
is telling these priests who took a vow of chastity to
keep their hands off the altar boys! Keep your hands to
yourself, Father! You know? When Jesus said "Suffer the
little children come unto me", that's not what he was
talking about!
So you know what I tell these anti-abortion people? I
say "Hey. Hey. If you think a fetus is more important
that a woman, try getting a fetus to wash the shit
stains out of your underwear. For no pay and no
pension." I tell them "Think of an abortion as term

It's been six weeks since I bled through my hole
Eating for two and I'm still never full
Throw up everyday in the toilet bowl
All because my boyfriend didn't pull out his pole
Well, her figure just keeps getting bigger
Bigger everyday
And I think maybe we gotta kill that baby
Before it gets in the away
We weren't cautious
Now I feel nauseas, nauseas everyday
I think maybe we should kill that baby
Before it gets in the way
I can hear him crying even though he's not born
Yes, we should have stuck to masturbating with porn
Have no health insurance 'cause I'm working part-time
Gotta kill this baby before it's a crime
Well, I'm no cynic
Gotta drive to the clinic
Spend all the money I've made
I think maybe that killing this baby
Is the best choice we ever made

ABORTION --- I'm sitting in the belly looking down on my
knees oh! what's that down on me I think I get a visit
but it's a syringe that opens and closes still it is
between my legs but something could be found ah! the pain
is horrible my left arm's on the ground 'cause they cut
out my arm with a smile in the face though I want to be a
pianist
I think I ought to win this race I can't move my body in
this bloody room my hands are knocking on the walls but
the silence can't call a member of human rights I'm
absorbed in thoughts and my small brain realizes the
scythe that redeems me from my legs the next will be my
head I'll never eat a crunchy bread my ears cry in red
tears I'll never hear the words love, war, fear, hate and
pain but that is not the end my sister near my rests is