joanna i cant forget the one they call joanna
we own the summer hand in hand joanna
and now she"s always just a tear away
goodbye you-you long lost summer
leaving me behind you
repeating things for lovers
that may find you
i still hang on to every word that day
you passed my way
joanna you made the man a child again so sweetly
he breathed your smile
looked in your eyes completely
and on his heart theres still a trace of you
i loved you but nothing in this world could make you mine
yet still in time joanna
----joanna you may remember me and change your mind----musical break
i loved you but nothing in this world could make you mine
but still in time joanna
Move over sun
And give some sky
I've got me some wings
I'm eager to try
I may be unknown
But wait til I've flown
You're gonna hear from me
Make me some room
You people up there
On top of the world
I'll meet you, I swear
I'm staking my claim
Remember my name
You're gonna hear from me
Fortune smiles
On the road before me
I'm fortunes child
Listen world you cant ignore me
I've got a song
That wants to be played
Raise up a flag
Begin my parade
Then watch the world over
Start coming up clover
That how it's gonna be
You'll see
The windows of the world are covered with rain
Where is the sunshine we once knew
Everybody knows when little children play
They need a sunny day to grow straight and tall
Let the sunshine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
When will those black skies turn to blue
Everybody knows when boys grow into men
They start to wonder when their country will call
Let the sunshine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
What is the whole world coming to
Everybody knows when men can not be friends
Their quarter loves an ends
Some have to die, some have to die
Let the sunshine through
The windows of the world are covered with rain
There must be something we can do
Everybody knows whenever rain appears
It's really angel tears
Each night I meant to say
I missed her through the day
But I'd forget it
I never said it
I passed the flower shop
Lord knows I meant to stop
But I said tomorrow
Perhaps tomorrow
Tomorrow there'd be time
There'd always be another spring
Time to make her laughter ring
Time to give her everything
Angelica, my Angelica
There's so much you never knew
So much I always meant to say
And do, for you, for you
Angelica
And then the cold winds came
And when I spoke her name
And felt her near me
She couldn't hear me
Her shadow had been cast
Too many springs had passed
For Angelica
Sweet Angelica
Now in my solitude
I tend the flowers that I buy
As they slowly fade and die
Watered by the tears I cry
for my Angelica, my Angelica
There's so much you never knew
So much I always meant to say
And do, for you, for you
Angelica
Angelica
Angelica
Hoy es sólo otro día
Tomorrow is a guess Mañana es una conjetura
But yesterday Pero ayer
Oh what i'd give for yesterday ¡Oh qué me dan para el día de ayer
To relive one yesterday Para revivir un ayer
And its happiness Y su felicidad
When Joanna loved me Cuando Joanna me amó
Every town was Paris Cada ciudad es París
Every day was sunday Cada día era Domingo
Every month was may Todos los meses, fue mayo
When Joanna loved me Cuando Joanna me amó
Every sound was music Cada sonido era la música
Music made of laughter Música de la risa
Laughter that was bright and gay Risas que fue brillante y gay
But when joanna left me Pero cuando me dejó Joanna
May became december Mayo se convirtió en Diciembre
But even in december Pero incluso en diciembre
I remember Recuerdo
Her touch Su contacto
Her smile Su sonrisa
And for a little while Y para un rato
She loves me Ella me ama
And once again its Paris Y una vez más su París
Paris on a sunday París el domingo
There's a few that comes in the spring
A touch of hope, a new beginning
Times racing by, I know
But as it crossed my mind
I thought we all would end up winning
Love is rising like a summer sun
Caught in the silence of the roads rolling the world
across the sky
There's a few that comes in the spring
When all the world's alive and shining
Waiting to touch us all
The youngest and the old
And give each day a velvet lining
A new kind of light surrounds us all
And if we could, we'd all be flying
I've always felt that deep inside
We're trying, we're trying
There's a few that comes in the spring
A touch of hope a new beginning
Time is racing by, I know
But as it crossed my mind
I thought we all would end up winning
A new kind of life surrounds us all
And if we could we'd all be flying
Who cares how cold and grey
The day may be
Wait until dark
And we'll be warm
Our place of love
Is where we face our dreams
Together
Where our fantasies take form
When I can't feel your nearness
In the night
My disappointments disappear
A cheerless day may bring us
Little dreams
That seem to miss their mark
But oh my darling
Wait until dark
A cheerless day may bring us
Little dreams
That seem to miss their mark
But oh my darling
Two Weeks Since You've Gone
And I feel like the tramp
Picking dutbins in the alley.
He looks up as I pass
Clutching rags from a city's restless night Clutching
I could read all my sadness
In faces I knew
Down at Kelly's bar last Friday
And I haven't been back since I mistook
Somebody for a friend
And if I walk these streets long enough
Will you happen to me again?
With whom are you sharing
The sweet taste of summer?
My memories pursue you
Like puddles of rain
The river inside me still flow
To the sea of your hands
And if I close my eyes for a while Y
They spoke transparent phrases to looking glass women
And they took the detours that scattered the way
They departed from summer like two ragged soldiers
Dragging their heels through their fantasies
There were meals in the missions for two frozen statues
And long draughty sermons devouring their knees
Sometimes passions in winter turn to cold soundless moments
That teared in the eyes of their fantasies
There were nights on park benches, stale bread for the pigeons
Good mornings to faces who just turned away
And on one road confusion, the other desire
So they took to the road of their fantasies
One would speak of a lake where he used to go swimming
The other had no memories left for his mind
With their arms round each other the two ragged soldiers
Laughed through a war that they couldn't see
Moon breathing in through my window...
The curtains are sand, dust of the day.
Oh I'm not alone,
Like all my neighbours say.
Time operator,
Take the time to take the time
To come over here
We've got so much in common
Seems it's hard for us to sleep
With all the razzle dazzle in the street.
The man come to turn off my water
The man come to shut the lights off today
But I'm not one to moan,
I made the bill for the telephone.
And I wouldn't care if you're ugly
'Cause here with the lights off
I couldn't see.
You just picture Paul Newman,
And girl,
He looks a lot like me.
Time operator,
Take the time to take the time
He was so strong, he was so bold
when they made him, they broke the mold
if he heads this way, when the moon is slow
Come over and pray...
they'll turn the buffalo
they'll turn the buffalo
There's a need to sleep
in the shag of his stomach
slide around his eye
with your love in tow
if he heads this way
don't you say hello
Get out of the way
they'll turn the buffalo
they'll turn the buffalo
Our town
our town
do love a stampede
Stampede by my old jacket in the park
Someday I'll pick it up
look for the label and whisper
Tilt
ain't got no no no
Tilt
got none at all
Tilt
ain't got no no no
A mother waits
as still as the moon light
Standing in long grass
with her cold cold nose
What she feels so deep
she will never show
Baby don't you weep
they'll turn the buffalo
they'll turn the buffalo
Our town
our town
do love a stampede
Stampede by my old jacket in the park
Someday I'll pick it up
look for the maker and whisper
Tilt
ain't got no no no
Tilt
got none at all
Tilt
ain't got no no no
As the morning turned my way
See birds flying through this hazy face
And I came back here to replace your place in my life
And didn't you know that I'm not the world's strongest man
When it comes to you and your world I'm lost
Can't you see the towers of mine they could shine like a dime
Take me back again to your warm desire
And again again again
Longing for belongings here again
And I need your love you know I can't pretend anymore
And didn't you know that I'm not the world's strongest man
When it comes to you and your world I'm lost
Can't you see the towers of mine they could shine like a dime
Anybody seen a knight pass this way
I saw him playing chess with Death yesterday
His crusade was a search for God and they say
It's been a along way to carry on
Anybody hear of plague in this town
The town I've left behind was burned to the ground
A young girl on a stake her face framed in flames cried
I'm not a witch God knows my name
The knight he watched with fear
He needed to know
He ran where he might feel God's breath
And in the misty church
He knelt to confess
The face within the booth was Mr. Death
My life's a vain pursuit of meaningless smiles
Why can't God touch me with a sign
Perhaps there's no one there answered the booth
And Death hid within his cloak and smiled
This morning I played chess with Death said the knight
We played that he might grant me time
My bishop and my knight will shatter his flanks
And still I might feel God's heart in mine
And through confession's grille Death's laughter was heard
The knight cried No you've cheated me!
But still I'll find a way
We'll meet once again and once again
Continue to play
They met within the woods the knight his squire and friends
And Death said now the game shall end
The final move was made
The knight hung his head
And said you've won I've nothing left to play
The minstrel filled with visions sang to his love
To look against the stormy sky
The knight his squire and friends
Their hands held as one
Solemnly danced toward the dawn
His hourglass in his hand his scythe by his side
The master Death he leads them on
The rain will wash away the tears from their faces
I seen a hand, I seen a vision
It was reaching through the clouds, To risk a dream
A shadow cross the sky
And it crushed into the ground, Just like a beast
The old man's back again
The old man's back again
I seen a woman, standing in the snow
She was silent as she watched them take her man
Teardrops burned her cheeks
for she thought she'd heard, The shadow had left this land
The old man's back again
The old man's back again
The crowds just gathered, their faces turned away
And they queue all day like dragons of disgust
All the women whispering
Wondering just what these young hot-heads want of us
And entres vie he cries
with eyes that ring like chimes
His anti-worlds go spinning through his head
He burns them in his dreams
for half awake they may as well be dead
The old man's back again
I see he's back again
I see a soldier, He's standing in the rain
For him there's no old man to walk behind
Devoured by his pain
bewildered by the faces who pass him by
He'd like another name the one he's got's a curse
These people cried
Why can't they understand
His mother called him Ivan then she died
The old man's back again
The old man's back again
Lady came from Baltimore
All she wore was lace
Didn't know that I was poor
She never saw my place
I was there to steal the money
Take her rings and run
Then I fell in love with the lady
Got away with none
Lady's name was Susan Moore
Daddy was the law
Didn't know that I was poor
And lived outside the law
Daddy said I was a theif
Didn't have the love
But I was Susan's true belief
Married her for love
I was there to steal the money
Take her rings and run
Then I fell in love with the lady
Got away with none
Now she lived and built a wall
To keep the robbers out
Didn't care a thing at all
That's what I'm about
I was there to steal the money
Take her rings and run
Then I fell in love with the lady
Got away with none
Then I fell in love with the lady
To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear, with unbearable sorrow
And run where the brave never go
To write the unwritable wrong
To love, pure and chaste from afar
To try, when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star
This is my quest, to follow that star
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far
To fight for the right, without question or cause
To be willing to march into hell for a heavenly cause
And I know, if I'll only be true
To this gloriuos quest
That my heart will lie peaceful and calm
When I'm laid to my rest
And the world will be better for this
That one man, torn and covered in scars
Still strove with his last ounce of courage
Suffocating eyes and fast hellos and last good-byes
Surround the night of me
Mustache large like smoke from his cigar
Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound
Swallowing the pinwheel clowns
Consuming all the women
Like a giant sponge
Snap! The waiters animate
Luxuriate like planets whirling 'round the sun
Collapsing next to me
Shouts don't look sad
Things aren't so bad
They're just more wrong than right
His brandy brim voice whispers
Come with me I hold the key
The city's ours tonight
Heys the barmaid slaps her ass
She shrieks her gold teeth flash
With rapturous delight
Earthquaking the sawdust ground
He grabs my arm and out into the famished night
Now two blazing leaves burning up ground
The tiny waltz of a merry go round
Cascading lights for every heartbeat
Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets
Hurry faster don't look back
His coattails snap his laughter's burning in my ears
I ride upon this giant storm
Through rust-red rooms where shadows breathe from every
board
The world is up for auction sales
A thousand lies descend
The women's tear-tracked cheeks
Still we'll dance them on and on
We can't stop now
Not now until we reach the dawn
Quick give us your lips
Give us your thighs
Give us your sad and devouring eyes
Cascading tears for every heartbeat
The girls
Are as fast as a game
Are as bright as a flame
And you're always to blame
The girls
Are as pink as the light
And as dark as the night
And they're always right
The girls
Are as cold as the sphinx
Always dreaming of minks
They drive you to drink
The girls
Are as soft as a sigh
That whispers good-bye
And leaves you to cry
But the dogs
Well, they're only dogs
Just wagging their tails
As they watch it end
Oh, the dogs
Well, they're only dogs
And maybe that's why
They're man's best friend
The girls
Can make you feel cold
Can make you feel old
An antique to be sold
The girls
They play with your heart
They tear you apart
You're never too smart
The girls
They throw you from towers
They'll whip you with flowers
It depends on the hours
The girls
Will treat you like trash
Or let you be brash
It depends on your cash
But the dogs
Don't depend on a thing
They just lick your face
When they see it end
Oh, the dogs
Don't depend on a thing
And maybe that's why
They're man's best friend
The girls
They're not what they seem
They all have a scheme
They call it a dream
The girls
Are as hot as they please
And you're down on your knees
With the greatest of ease
The girls
Say you're on the right track
Then they take it all back
Tie it up in a sack
The girls
They will give it of course
But they give with such force
That it gives you remorse
But the dogs
They give nothing at all
They just lift a leg
As they watch it end
Oh, the dogs
They give nothing at all
And that's the reason why
They're man's best friend
And yet it's because of the girls
When they've knocked us about
And our tears want to shout
It's a beautiful night
From here to those stars
Feathers on the sides
Of my fingers
It's a beautiful night
From here to those
Trembling stars
And the feathers so
Fresh
And the nerves so
Fresh
Do you swear
The breastbone
Was bare
I saw it
And made my
Escape
Do you have
Any doubt
That he slept
In that bed
I can only repeat
I never saw
Better listen
Before you fly
All over your
Better listen
Before i spill
You in
If you could
Turn on your
Side
Move your touch
To that hip
Easy now
Easy now
It's a beautiful
Night
Garcia
A cigarette
For the
Prisoner
That ribbon crack
Like this one and
This one crack like
Those over there and
Those over there crack
Like these two
Bringing those strutters
Bringing those strutters
And that one cracks
Like these do and
These do just like
This over here and
This over here
And out on the rim
All the calcium planets
Growing in
The darkness
All over the
Body
The flapping body
Clickety click
Clickety
Click
I have a greenlight
For fifty thousand
It was the month of
July
We had more in or
Going out
You were responsible
For rolling stock
I acn only repeat
I never saw him
In bed
Do you know what
Happened to most
Of the children
She opened the
Tent
To take a morset
Of air
Before the sun
I've watched her from the river banks
I knew her when she danced with dreams
White doves were there to dress her hair
And so was Madelaine
At night the people's faces danced
Like pearls colliding on the breast
Of fat Marie whose thunder laugh
Was just a thread from crying
Her sailors stained her cobblestones
With wine and piss and death desire
And sometimes blood for Madelaine
Whose laughter was the night
Her girls would lift their dresses high
and breathe the stars and kiss the sky
She'd smother them with whispers then
Embrace them with her sighs
Before the bottle dulled my eyes
And made me so I couldn't stand
I'd overact and play the clown
When Madelaine would cry
And now I watch from riverbanks
I watch it weave it's memories
White doves turned gray and flew away
Now it begins, now that's you've gone
Needles and pins, twilight till dawn
Watching the clock till you return
Lighting that torch and watching it burn
Now it begins, day after day
This is my life, ticking away
Waiting to hear footsteps that say
Love will appear and this time to stay
Each time you go
I try to pretend
It's over at last
And this time the big hurt will end
Now it begins, now that's you've gone
Needles and pins, twilight till dawn
But if you don't come back again
I'll wonder when, oh when will it end
The Big Hurt
The Big Hurt
The Big Hurt
Ahora que comienza, ahora que la has ido
Needles and pins, twilight till dawn Agujas y alfileres, crepúsculo hasta el amanecer
Watching the clock till you return Mirar el reloj hasta que regrese
Lighting that torch and watching it burn Iluminación antorcha y que viendo que queman
Now it begins, day after day Ahora que comienza, día tras día
This is my life, ticking away Esta es mi vida, marcando distancia
Waiting to hear footsteps that say Esperando a escuchar pasos que decir
Love will appear and this time to stay El amor aparecerá y esta vez para quedarse
Each time you go Cada vez que vaya
I try to pretend Trato de fingir
It's over at last Es más, por fin
And this time the big hurt will end Y esta vez la gran final va a doler
Now it begins, now that's you've gone Ahora que comienza, ahora que la has ido
Needles and pins, twilight till dawn Agujas y alfileres, crepúsculo hasta el amanecer
But if you don't come back again Pero si no vuelven de nuevo
I'll wonder when, oh when will it end Me pregunto cuando, oh cuando va a terminar
The Big Hurt The Big Hurt
The Big Hurt The Big Hurt
Hello Mr. Big Shot
Say, you're looking smart
I've had a tiring day
I took the kids along to the park
You've become a stranger
Every night with the boys
Got a new suit
That old smile's come back
And I kiss the children good night
And I slip away on the newly waxed floor
I've become a giant
I fill every street
I dwarf the rooftops
I hunchback the moon
Stars dance at my feet
Leave it all behind me
Screaming kids on my knee
And the telly swallowing me
And the neighbor shouting next door
And the subway trembling the roller-skate floor
I seek the buildings blazing with moonlight
In Channing Way
Their very eyes seem to suck you in with their laughter
They seem to say
You're all right now
So stop a while behind our smile
In Channing Way
Oh to die of kisses
Ecstasies and charms
Pavements of poets will write that I died
In nine angel's arms
And they all were smiling
Still seductive as sin in their eyes
The man I had been
No more hard luck stories to wear
Nothing left to give
Why the hell should I care
Ann knows my smile and buries my shadow
In Channing Way
And with her cellophane sighs
Corrina the candle
Begs (Bades?) me to stay
You're all right now
So stop a while behind our smile
Verse 1
Mist falls and his voice cracks from the morning
Flowers and my body feels like lead
Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today
Hammers from striking nails into clay
Her face penetrates the blue gray morning
Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear
Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear
That summer was stolen away
Chorus
Such a small love, such a little tear
You would laugh so loud if you could see us here
With my one suit badly pressed and worn
Like a child left in the world alone
Verse 2
He speaks I don't hear a word he's saying
Hang on to the pine trees and the snow
Reach out grab the memories that are left for your hand
They'll help you get by for a while
Chorus 2
Such a small love, such a little tear
Is this all that's left on your cheek so pale?
His shallow half lit eyes, his rotted teeth groan on
Our drunken madmen nights ending up in jail
Midnight mornings drenched in Dago red*
Words collided, things we left unsaid
Perfumed pillows, girls that clung so near
Such a small love, such a little tear
* 'Dago red' is a rough red wine
Mist caídas y su voz grietas de la mañana
Flowers and my body feels like lead Flores y mi cuerpo se siente como el plomo
Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today Alguien debería haber dejado el canto de las aves de hoy
Hammers from striking nails into clay Martillos de golpear clavos en arcilla
Her face penetrates the blue gray morning Su cara penetra en el azul gris mañana
Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear Sus ojos embarazadas piscinas producir un desgarro
Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear Alguien debería haber gritado que había ido a su oreja
That summer was stolen away Ese verano fue robada fuera
Such a small love Ese pequeño amor
Such a little tear Estas un poco de desgarro
You would laugh so loud Usted se ríen por lo alto
If you could see us here Si pudieras ver con nosotros aquí
With my one suit Con un traje de mi
Badly pressed and worn Presionado y mal gastada
Like a child left Al igual que un niño abandonado
In the world alone En el mundo solo
He speaks I don't hear a word he's saying Habla no escucho una palabra que está diciendo
Hang on to the pine trees and the snow Hang a los pinos y la nieve
Reach out grab the memories that are left for your hand Llegar a captar los recuerdos que quedan de la mano
They'll help you get by for a while Ellos le ayudan a obtener por un rato
Such a small love Ese pequeño amor
Such a little tear Estas un poco de desgarro
Is this all that's left ¿Es esto todo lo que la izquierda
On your cheek so pale En su mejilla para que pálido
His shallow half lit eyes Su media superficial ojos iluminados
His rotted teeth grown on Su podrido crecido en los dientes
A drunken madman nights Un borracho loco noches
Ending up in hjail Acabar en hjail
With night fallings Con la noche fallings
Drenched in day-glo red Bañadas en día-glo rojo
Words collided Las palabras chocó
Things we left unsaid Cosas que la izquierda no dicho
Perfumed pillows Perfumada almohadas
Girls that clung so near Las niñas que se aferran tan cerca
Such a small love Ese pequeño amor
You were the sunshine, baby
Whenever you smiled
But I call you Stormy today
All of a sudden
That ole rain's fallin' down
And my world is cloudy and gray
You've gone away
Oh Stormy,
Stormy, Stormy, Stormy
Bring back that sunny day
Yesterday's love
Was like a warm summer breeze
But, just like the weather you changed
Now things are dreary, baby
And it's windy and cold
And I stand alone in the rain
And I'm callin' your name
Yeah Stormy,
Stormy, Stormy, Stormy
Bring back that sunny day
Oh, my storm
Come on back and storm
Come on back and bring back that sun again
I need you Stormy, Stormy, Stormy
Stormy
Bring it back, bring that sunny day, bring that sunny day
Sons of the thief, sons of the saint
Who is the child with no complaint
Sons of the great or sons unknown
All were children like your own
The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears
The cries at night, the nightmare fears
Sons of the great or sons unknown
All were children like your own...
So long ago: long, long, ago...
But sons of tycoons or sons of the farms
All of the children ran from your arms
Through fields of gold, through fields of ruin
All of the children vanished too soon
In tow'ring waves, in walls of flesh
Among dying birds trembling with death
Sons of tycoons or sons of the farms
All of the children ran from your arms...
So long ago: long, long, ago...
But sons of your sons or sons passing by
Children we lost in lullabies
Sons of true love or sons of regret
All of the sons you cannot forget
Some built the roads, some wrote the poems
Some went to war, some never came home
Sons of your sons or sons passing by
Children we lost in lullabies...
So long ago: long, long, ago
But, sons of the theif, sons of the saint
Who is the child with no complaint
Sons of the great or sons unknown
All were children like your own
The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears
The cries at night, the nightmare fears
Sons of the great or sons unknown
saw you cry - were you frightened of darkness?
I heard you sigh - were you bored?
You never gave life a chance
You gotta give life a chance
Tomorrow came and you saved it for no-one
Yesterday's gone - you just threw it away
You never gave life a chance
You gotta give life a chance
They're only tears that you've parted with
They're only fears that you had
You may not know, but there was someone who cared
In The Time Of An Exile
From The Jails Of Another
Where Soundings Are Taken
Raw To His Eyes.
I Have Walked The Way For Him
Down To Splintering Bone Ashes
With Your Voice Shining Sea
In His Fractures And Skys.
There Are No Voices Here.
There Are Only Confessions.
Keeping Him Hidden
Weighed Out Of His Name
We Have Entered Deserted
He Has Gazed From My Windows
As If All That Replaced Us
Could Still End In Me.
For The First Time Unwoken
I Am Returned.
For The First Time Unwoken
I Am Returned.
He Arrives From A Place
With A Face Of Fast Sun.
Arrives From A Space
His Refuge Overrun.
She Will Fold Him Away
In His
badly Changed Hand.
Fold Him Away Far Behind
where I Am.
For The First Time Forgetting,
I am returned.
Her Mind Moved by the Silence,
I am returned.
As If All That Replaced Us
Ends It Again.
As If All That Replaced Us
Voices from a photograph
Laughed from your wall
Screamed through your dreams
Wake up rosemary and wipe your teary eyes
Rise and cross the cold bare floor
And watch the moon through frosted glass
Damn that photograph
I'll have to take it down
She hears the boats as they move down the river
She sees a dog straining hard on his leash to get away
She hears the clock and it strikes like a hammer
Pounding the nails one day further in the coffin of her
Youth
Evenings with your mother's friends
Pregnant eyes, sagging chins
Swollen fingertips
Pour antique cups of tea
Who are you and where you been?
Suspended in a weightless wind
Watching trains go by
From platforms in the rain
Look at the photograph
Dream back last summer
Dream back the lips
Of that traveling salesman, mr. jim
He smelled of miracles
With stained glass whispers
You loved his laughter
You tremble beneath him once again
That's what i want
A new shot at life
But my coat's too thin
My feet won't fly
I'll string along
I'll string along
oo whaoo whaoo whaoo
Come mornings
my beads on a face
A thread
A thong
oo whaoo whaoo whaoo
We can save it
We can change it
Put it in lines across the room
But we'll never
stop it bristling
and I gotta quit
With a ribbonless hair
With a wire of snare
oo whaoo whaoo whaoo
With all the trembling vein
that you can bare
oo whaoo whaoo whaoo
We can save it
We can change it
Put it in lines across the room
But we'll never
stop it pimpling
and I gotta quit
Scrape a little pattern
to a sty
I kiss holes for the bullets
in case of thigh
in case of thigh
I kiss holes for the bullets
and I gotta quit
I've come far from chains of metal and stone
From makeshift designs, And seeking a star
To grab for the truth, To keep myself warm
I turn and it's gone gone, You smile and it's born
The rhymes of our women's, A river that never ends
The Rhymes of Dimension, Surrounds us with fire and friends
And roaring through darkness
The Night children fly
I still hear them singing the rhymes of goodbye...
There's nothing within, but within says a voice
That's still my Empire, And I've got a choice
It's healers of death,It still got a fire
And I keep it burning, with hands of desire
The bells of our senses can cost us our pride
Can toll out the boundaries that level our lives
Can slash like the sunlight through shadows and cracks
Our nakedness calling, Our nakedness back
The rhyme of our passions, Find beaty in loving love
The rhyme of our madness, Burn cities and push'n'shoves
And roaring through darkness
This Is How You Disappear
out Between Midnight,
called Up Under Valleys
of Torches And Stars.
foot, Knee, Shaggy Belly, Face
famous Hindlegs,
as One Of Their Own
you Graze With Them.
cro-Magnon Herders
will Stand In The Wind,
sweeping Tails Shining,
and Scaled To Begin,
shutting Down Here
shutting Down Here-
-To Where Necks
leave The Air
unpossesed
and Giant Heads Lock
constellations.
a Last Grain Of Dust
lands In The Darkness
on Tongues Laid Bare,
and Turning To Chalk.
shutting Down Here.
freezing In Red,
bent Over His Ice Skin,
the Insomniac Gnaws
in The On-Offs;
he Is Glazed
in The Hooves
all Round.
it Is Losing Its Shape.
losing Its Shape,
as The Heat
in Your Hands
carve The Muscle
away.
and He Grins
from A Break
in A Backflash.
delivers It Up
on A Break
in A Backflash.
motionless Brands
burn Into A Hipframe
as A Saviour
loads Sightlines
backlit By Fires,
on The Ridges
of The Highest
Over the rooftop sails Billy
A string tied to his underwear
Through cobbled stone streets a child races
And shouts "Billy, come down from there"
"My mother's calling" his voice whimpers
A string clutched in his tiny hand
Not till I've seen the sky's not lit up
In tears, child try and understand
Don't pull the string, Don't bring me down
Don't make me land
Plastic palace people
Sing silent songs, they dream too long
Their memories just stare
Plastic palace Alice
She steals her cards tomorrow deals
With deafening despair
Hurry, you've got to get in line
Your nose might start to shine
And sweat it out and dance about
The whole eternal life
A harvest of stars surrounds Billy
The night clings to his happy eyes
A sleeping town square beneath a fountain
A child murmurs a weary sigh
My mother weeps, And weaves her hair
With worries please, Come down from there
Plastic palace people
Through fields of clay and granite grey
They play without a sound
Plastic palace Alice
Blows gaping holes to store her fears
Inside her lovers head
Listen, they're laughing in the halls
They rip your face with lies
To buzzing eyes you cry for help
Like gods they bark replies
Over the rooftops burns Billy
Balloon sadly the string descends
Searching its way down through blue submarine air
The polka dot underwear
To meet the trees, In morning square
see how
they run
i brought nylons from New York
some had butterflies some had specks
i brought nylons from New York
Hard flat butterflies some had specks
The good news you cannot refuse
The bad news is there is no news
Tonight he'll rise
he'll sell his arms
to anyone who asks about
As-in-the wind
As-in the rain
As-in-as in
As-in-without
oh the Luzerner Zeitung
the Luzerner Zeitung
never sold out
never sold out
Cripple fingers hit the muezzin yells
some had Columbine some had specks
Cripple fingers hit the rounds of shells
some had clinging vine some had specks
The good news you cannot refuse
The bad news is there is no news
Tonight he'll rise
he'll leave his arms
to anyone who asks about
As-in-the tracks
As-in the wrists
As-in-you been
As-in-without
oh the Luzerner Zeitung
the Luzerner Zeitung
never sold out
never sold out
See how it blows
a mile up the road
color of moon
it swirls and collects
unfolding and timbling
up this back road
I've walked way past midnight
I've driven for days
I've tried to forget in so many ways
I've held other arms
But they don't feel the same
And I've only myself to blame
From city to city
I still see your face
It follows me 'round, all over the place
I shouldn't look back
But I do just the same
And I've only myself to blame
I knew it was love
But when you are young
You think love will come again and again
There's no greater fool
In the fool's hall of fame
And I've only myself to blame
I knew it was love
But when you are young
You think love will come again and again
There is no greater fool
In the fool's hall of fame
And I've only myself, only myself
Wasn't it a good year
Wasn't filled with talking
It still moves through my heart
From time to time
City after city
Granite gray as morning
Heroes died in subways left behind
far behind like our love
You're on your own again
And you're your best again
That's what you tell yourself
I see it all the way as far as anyone can see
There's no hold
The moving has come through
The danger brushing you
Turns its face into the heat
And runs the tunnels
It's so cold
The dark dug up by dogs
The stitches torn and broke
The raw meat fist you choke
Has hit the bloodlite
Glass traps open and close on nite flights
Broken necks
Feather weights press the walls
Be my love
We will be gods on nite flights
Only one promise
Only one way to fall
Glass traps open and close on nite flights
Broken necks
Feather weights press the walls
Be my love
We will be gods on nite flights
Only one promise
Only one way to fall
On the nite flights
On the nite flights
On the nite flights
Only one way to fall
On the nite flights
On the nite flights
On the nite flights
Naked as sin, an army towel
Covering my belly
Some of us blush, somehow
Knees turning to jelly
Next, next
I was still just a kid
There were a hundred like me
I followed a naked body
A naked body follwed me
next, next
I was still just a kid
When my innocence was lost
In a mobile army whorehouse
Gift from the army, free of cost
Next, next
Me, I really would have liked
A little touch of tenderness
Maybe a word, a smile
An hour of happiness
But, next, next
Oh, it wasn't so tragic
The high heavens did not fall
But how much of that time
I hated being there at all
Next, next Now I always will recall
The brothel truck, the flying flags
The queer lieutenant who slapped
Our asses as if we were fags
Next, ne xt
I swear on the wet head
Of my first case of gonorrhea
It is his ugly voice
That I forever hear
Next, next
That voice that stinks of whiskey
Of corpses and of mud
It is the voice of nations
It is the thick voice of blood
Next, next
And since the each woman
I have taken to bed
Seems to laugh in my arms
To whisper through my head
Next, next
All the naked and the dead
Should hold each other's hands
As they watch me scream at night
In a dream no one understands
Next, next
And when I am not screaming
In a voice grown dry and hollow
I stand on endless naked lines
Of the following and the followed
Next, next
One day I'll cut my legs off
Or burn myself alive
Anything, I'll do anything
To get out of line to survive
Never to be next
The little clock's stopped ticking now
We're swallowed in the stomached rue
The only sound to tear the night
Comes from the man upstairs
His bloated belching figure stomps
He may crash through the ceiling soon
The window sees trees cry from cold
And claw the moon
But we know don't we
And we'll dream won't we
Of Montague Terrace in blue
The girl across the hall makes love
Her thoughts lay cold like shattered stone
Her thighs are full of tales to tell
Of all the nights she's known
Your eyes ignite like cold blue fire
The scent of secrets everywhere
A fist filled with illusions
Clutches all our cares
But we know don't we
And we'll dream won't we
Mama, do you see what I see
On your knees and pray for me
Mathilde's come back to me
Charley, don't want another beer
Tonight I'm gonna drink my tears
Mathilde's come back to me
Go ask the maid if she heard what I said
Tell her to change the sheets on the bed
Mathilde's come back to me
Fellas, don't leave me tonight
Tonight I'm going back to fight
Wretched Mathilde's in sight
My heart, my heart, stop beating so
Just make as if you didn't know
That Mathilde's come back to me
My heart, I don't want you to say
She's lovelier than when she went away
Mathilde, whols come back to me
My heart, stop being overjoyed
Remember you were once destroyed
By Mathilde, who's come back to me
Fellas, please don't go away
Tell me that I mustn't stay
Mathilde's coming back today
My hands, you'll start to shake again
When you remember all the pain
Mathilde's come back to me
You'll want to beat her black and blue
But don't do it, I beg of you
Mathilde's come back to me
My hands, remember all the years
Remember when you caught my tears
Mathilde's come back to me
My hands, you'll want to touch her now
But please try and be strong somehow
Mathilde's here, she's coming now, now
Mama, can you hear me yell
Your baby boy's gone back to hell
Mathilde's come back to me
Charley, champagne right away
I know you've been saving it for the holiday
But Mathilde's come back to me
Go ask the maid if she heard what I said
Tell her to put the best sheets on the bed
Mathilde's come back to me
My friends, don't count on me no more
I've gone and crashed through heaven's door
My sweet Mathilde's here
here you are boy
here you are (x3)
I tip to Bengal
tip tp Somal
i tip to Burmese
tip Kenyanese
See them sliding through the sun
I tip Havanian
Abyssinian
Here Alaskan
Here Corsicsn
See them sliding through the sun
it's on me all my life
On me all my life
Scalper in the lampglow
scalper on a chair
stick wiped shirt?
and his arm somewhere
Fleur de Lis le wrist is connected
chief of police a la collar -
- bones disconnected
and here you are boy
here you are
and hear the word of the lord
I tip to Bengal
no he tips to Bengal
tips to Somal
tips to Burmese
tips Kenyanese
See them sliding through the sun
Scalper in the lampglow
Scalper everywhere
stick wiped shirt?
say something round that shredded dirt
Say Fleur de Lis
Le jaw bone connected
chief of police a la ankles -
- connected
And here you are boy
here you are
here you are boy
here you are
he tips Havanian
tips Abyssinian
here Alaskan
here Corsican
I remember still, I guess I always will
That winters day I took the west bound flight,
As I looked down from the plane
You were standing in the rain,
You waved goodbye,
Till I was out of sight.
(Chorus)
And I can see them shining
Through the Willows and the Pines,
The lights of Cincinatti
Oh, so many miles behind,
I could build myself a new life
And make it on my own,
But the lights of Cincinnati
Will keep calling me back home.
Sometimes late at night,
I watch the fire light make pictures
of a life that used to be,
For a moment I'm back there
In that same old rocking chair,
You look across the room
And smile at me.
And if one day I should become
A singer with a Spanish bum
Who sings for women of great virtue
I'd sing to them with a guitar
I borrowed from a coffee bar
Well, what you don't know doesn't hurt you
My name would be Antonio
And all my bridges I would burn
And when I gave them some they'd know
I'd expect something in return
I'd have to get drunk every night
And talk about virility
With some old grandmother
That might be decked out like a christmas tree
And though pink elephants I'd see
Though I'd be drunk as I could be
Still I would sing my song to me
About the time they called me "Jacky"
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way
And if I joined the social whirl
Became procurer of young girls
Then i would have my own bordellos
My record would be number one
And I'd sell records by the ton
All sung by many other fellows
My name would then be handsome Jack
And I'd sell boats of opium
Whisky that came from Twickenham
Authentic queers
And phony virgins
If I had banks on every finger
A finger in every country
And every country ruled by me
I'd still know where I'd want to be
Locked up inside my opium den
Surrounded by some china men
I'd sing the song that I sang then
About the time they called me "Jacky"
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
Cute in a stupid ass way
Now, tell me, wouldn't it be nice
That if one day in paradise
I'd sing for all the ladies up there
And they would sing along with me
And we be so happy there to be
Cos' down below is really nowhere
My name would then be Junipher
Then I would know where I was going
And then I would become all knowing
My beard so very long and flowing
If I became deaf, dumb and blind
(was: If I could play deaf, dumb and blind)
Because I pitied all mankind
And broke my heart to make things right
I know that every single night
When my angelic work was through
The angels and the Devil too
Would sing my childhood song to me
About the time they called me "Jacky"
If I could be for only an hour
If I could be for an hour every day
If I could be for just one little hour
If you go away
On this summer day
Then you might as well
Take the sun away
All the birds that flew
In the summer sky
When our love was new
And our hearts were high
And the day was young
And the night was long
And the moon stood still
For the night bird's song
If you go away
But if you stay
I'll make you a day
Like no day has been
Or will be again
We'll sail the sun
We'll ride on the rain
And talk to the trees
And worship the wind
Then if you go
I'll understand
Leave me just enough love
To fill up my hand
If you go away
As I know you will
You must tell the world
To stop turning, turning
'til you return again
If you ever do
For what good is love
Without loving you?
Can I tell you now
As you turn to go
I'll be dying slowly
'til the next hello
But if you stay
I'll make you a night
Like no night has been
Or will be again
I'll sail on your smile
I'll glide on your touch
I'll talk to your eyes
That I love so much
But if you go
I won't cry
Though the good is gone
From the word goodbye
If you go away
As I know you must
There'll be nothing left
In this world to trust
Just an empty room
Full of empty space
Like the empty look
I see on your face
And I'd have been the shadow
Of your shadow
If it might have kept me
I once held her in my arms,
She said she would always stay.
But I was cruel,
I treated her like a fool,
I threw it all away.
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,
And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.
I must have been mad,
I never knew what I had,
Until I threw it all away.
Love is all there is, it makes the world go 'round,
Love and only love, it can't be denied.
No matter what you think about it
You just won't be able to do without it.
Take a tip from one who's tried.
So if you find someone that gives you all of her love,
Take it to your heart, don't let it stray,
For one thing that's certain,
You will surely be a-hurtin',
The little clock's stopped ticking now
We're swallowed in the stomached rue
The only sound to tear the night
Comes from the man upstairs
His bloated belching figure stomps
He may crash through the ceiling soon
The window sees trees cry from cold
And claw the moon
But we know don't we
And we'll dream won't we
Of Montague Terrace in blue
The girl across the hall makes love
Her thoughts lay cold like shattered stone
Her thighs are full of tales to tell
Of all the nights she's known
Your eyes ignite like cold blue fire
The scent of secrets everywhere
A fist filled with illusions
Clutches all our cares
But we know don't we
And we'll dream won't we
(R. Newman)
In my neighbourhood, where folks don't live so good now
The rooms are small, most of building's made of wood
I hear the neighbours talking about you and me
Yes, I've heard most every word
'Cause the talking's loud, and the walls are much too thin
"She don't really love him"
Oh, that's what I heard them say
"She sure wasn't thinking of him today"
"I saw her in the courtyard", said that girl in room 1-49
"Talking to a boy I've never seen before
And standing there together, don't you know they looked so fine"
No, I don't want to hear it anymore
I don't want to hear it anymore
'Cause the talk just never ends
And the heartache soon begins
The talk is so loud and the walls- they're much too thin
"Lord, ain't it sad", said the woman across the hall
"That a nice boy like that falls in love
Hey, it's just too bad that he had to go and fall
For a girl who doesn't care for him at all"
No, I don't want to hear it anymore
I don't want to hear it anymore
'Cause the talk just never ends
And the heartache soon begins
Oh, they talk so loud
And the walls are much too thin
Oh, I wish they wouldn't talk so loud
And expose my heartache to the crowd
These walls around me are so thin
Sometimes I think they're moving in
He's a hero of the war
All the neighborhood is talkin' 'bout your son
Mrs. Reiley get his medals
Hand them 'round to everyone
Show his gun to all the children in the street
It's too bad he can't shake hands or move his feet
He's a hero of the war
You can see his picture in the local news
Mrs. Reiley seems the girl next door is nowhere to be found
Once you couldn't keep that boy from hangin' 'round
Never mind dear, you're with your mum once more
He's a hero of the war
Like his dad he gave his life the war before
It was tragic how you almost died of pain when he was born
With no husband there beside you through it all
Ring the bell if you get hungry or you fall
You're a hero of the war
Why those teardrops on your cheek? it's so absurd
Feelin' empty it's the emptiness of heroes like your son
And what made him leave his mother for a gun
Driven forward driven back and nothing more
Oh I can see them now
Clutching a hankerchief
And blowing me a kiss
Discreetly asking how
How came he died so young
Or was he very old
Is the body still warm
Or is it already cold
All doors are open wide
They grope around inside
At my desk my drawers my trunk
There's nothing left to hide
Some love letters are there
And an old photograph
They've laid my poor soul bare
And now all they do is laugh
Oh I can see them all
So formal and so stiff
Like a seargant at arms
At a policeman's ball
And everybody's pushing
To be the first in line
Their hearts upon their sleeves
Like a ten cent valentine
The old women are there
Too old to give a damn
They've brought along the kids
Who don't know who I am
They're thinking about the price of my funeral bouquet
What they're thinking isn't nice
For now they'll have to pay
Oh I see all of you
All of my phoney friends
Who can't wait for it ends
Who can't wait till it's through
Oh I see all of you
You've been laughing all these years
Now all that you have left
Are a few crocodile tears
Ah you don't even know
That you're entering your hell
As you leave my cemetary
You think you're doing well
With that one who's at your side
You're as proud as you can be
Ah she's going to make you cry
But not the way you cried for me
Oh I can see me now
So cold and so alone
As the flowers slowly die
In my field of little bones
Oh I can see me now
I can see me at the end
Of this voyage that I/m on
Without a love without a friend
Now all this that I see
Is not what I deserve
They really have a nerve
To say these things to me
No girls just bread and water
And your money you must save
For there'll be nothing left for us
Sunfighters
Locked in right angle rooms
Watch their lovers sleep face down
In the yellow lite
Keep the balance on a black curve
Till the war with the nite is over
The gods are gone the air is thick
You cannot risk the fat fat mama kick
Armed angels in the city lites
Wait inside their master corpses
Peeled raw, betrayed
And fade
And fade
As the noise goes over
And over
The gods are gone the searchlites lick
You cannot risk the fat fat mama kick
Deaf dumb blind
Deaf dumb blind
Deaf dumb blind
Deaf dumb blind
Deaf dumb blind
Deaf dumb blind
Sunfighters
Locked in right angle rooms
Burn the heat off with their lovers
In the yellow lite
Keep a balance in a mirror flash
Swan
you glide above the thrashing
Release the catches
strain your wings behind your back
Paint his eyes
it'll never lick those eyes
Smear the mouth
all across the thready sky
i tried to show ya
but ya didn't want to go
Ya know how to whistle
put ya lips together and blow
that's what it said
that's what it said
that's what it said
Pledging my love
pledging my love
what if I'm only
if I am only pledging my love
Pledging my love
pledging my love
what if I'm only
Do i hear
i'll give you
Do i hear
i'll give you
This night you
are mistaken
i'm a farmer
in the city
Dark farm
houses
against the
Every night
i must wonder why
Harness on the
left nail keeps
wrinkling wrinkling
Then higher above
me - e e so o
e e e so o o
Can't go by
a man from
Can't go by
a man from
Vigo
Can't go by
a man from
Ostia
Hey Ninetto
Remember that
dream
we talked about
so many times
Do i hear
i'll give you
Do i hear
i'll give you
And if i'm not
mistaken
We can search
from farm to
farm
Dark farm houses
against our eyes
Every night i
must realize
Harness on the
left nail
keeps withering withering
Then higher above
me e e so o
e e e so o o
Can't go by
a man in
this shirt
Can't go by
a man in
that shirt
Can't go by
a man with brain
grass
go by his long
long eye
And i used
to be a
citizen
i never felt
the pressure
i knew nothing
of the horses
Nothing of the
thresher
Paulo
take me with
it was the
journey of
a life
Do i hear
i'll give you
Do i hear
i'll give you
It's your bicycle bells and you Rembrandt swells
Your children alive and still breathing
And your look of loss when you're coming across
Makes me feel like a thief when you're bleeding
Duchess Duchess
Light up your candles for me
Duchess Duchess
Put all your love back in me
I come listening I touch touching
With the Persian sea running through your veins
You shed your names with the seasons
Still they all return with the last remains
And they lay them before you like reasons
With your shimmering dress it says no it says yes
It says I've nothing left for conceiving
Its your shiftless flesh and your old girls grace
Its your young girls face that I'm breathing
Duchess Duchess
Light up your candles for me
Duchess Duchess Duchess
Put all the love back in me
Beyond the shadow of a dove
As the mighty river flows
As the meadow gaily plays
With the wind of summer days
‘Bout as deep as we can go
From the canyon to the skies
Like a mother as she cares
For the baby that she bears
Do I love you
Don’t you know by now
Do I love you
Must I show you how
Do I love
Must I always say
Do I love
Yes in every way
About as sacred as a hymn
And a bible full of prayers
>From a whisper to a roar
Very much and even more
And I shall show it with my eyes
And share it with the night
If in death the good Lord is kind
You’ll be the last thing on my mind
Do I love you
Don’t you know by now
Do I love you
Must I show you how
Do I love
Do I have to say
Do I love
Yes in every way
Do I love you
You should know by now
Do I love you
Must I show you how
Do I love
Do I have to say
Do I love
Hope for me, I hope for you,
We're snowdrops falling through the night.
We'll melt away before we land,
Two teardrops for somebody's hand.
Follow me into just one more Spring.
Copenhagen, you're the end,
Gone and made me a child again.
Warmed my feet beneath cold sheets,
Dyed my hair with your sunny streets.
Children aren't afraid to love
And laugh when life amuses them.
And our love is an antique song
For children's carousels
Esperanza para mí, espero por ti,
We're snowdrops falling through the night. Estamos Campanillas a través de la caída de la noche.
We'll melt away before we land, Vamos a fundir antes de que fuera la tierra,
Two teardrops for somebody's hand. Dos teardrop de la mano de alguien.
Follow me into just one more Spring. Sígueme en sólo una más de primavera.
Copenhagen, you're the end, Copenhague, que está al final,
Gone and made me a child again. Desapareció y me hizo un niño de nuevo.
Warmed my feet beneath cold sheets, Calentada por debajo de mis pies fríos hojas,
Dyed my hair with your sunny streets. Mi cabello teñido con su soleada calle.
Children aren't afraid to love Los niños no tienen miedo a amar
And laugh when life amuses them. Y se ríen cuando la vida les divierte.
And our love is an antique song Y nuestro amor es una antigua canción
Spared
I've been spared
all the nickling
all the dimeing
Spared
I've been spared
all the powder
on a trumpet of Gabriel
Don't play that song for me
you won't play that song for me
The riff with the swaddling hair
Those sisters who never broke us
The link missing at the rear
and the halo, halo of locust
Mama danced four feet away
Papa danced four feet away
in the rubbing and fusing
the sealing and pivoting
gotta dance four feet away
Spared
I've been spared
All the handle a body could handle
Spared
I've been spared
All the powder on a Magdalene Mary
Don't play that song for me
you won't play that song for me
Those threads you would never wear
The sobbing that just might choke us
Those tooth fairies wait till they get here
and the halo, halo of locust
I love this season without it's cleft
left hook to the right hook
right cross to the left
I love this season this very night
right cross to the left foot
left hook to the right
Mama danced four feet away
Papa danced four feet away
in the rubbing and fusing
the sealing and pivoting
Come Next Spring
When all the world is new
And fresh
And green
And fair
Then I'll come home
And I'll carry in my heart
Just one prayer
That I'll find room
Still waiting for my arms
We'll meet
We'll kiss
We'll cling
And then once more
Love will blossom as before
Come
Cme on next spring
And then once more
Love will blossom as before
Come next
There's a butterfly circling the beach
Searching the rocks where you are
He chooses your hair, and that's where he belongs
For he's lost like a star
Head down, reluctant and warm
You give your thoughts to the sea
Dark rivers your eyes belong to no-one
Like a star
You'll lose your way
A boy child rides upon your back
Take him away
Through mirrors dark and blessed with cracks
Through forgotten courtyards
Where you used to search for youth
Old gets a new life
Reach out you can touch it's true
He's not a shadow of shadows
Like you, you see
Hearts hold on holding
If you stay one, you'll stay free
Go seek the lady
Who will give, not take away
Naked with stillness
On the edge of dawn she stays
Night starts to empty
That's when her song begins
She'll make you happy
She'll take you deep within her
Window lights for wanderers
Hide hard in your swollen eyes
Echoes of laughter
Hide in the cities thighs
Love catch these fragments
Swirling through the winds of night
What can it cost
To give a boy child back his sight
Extensions through dimensions
Leave you feeling cold and lame
Boy child mustn't tremble
Doctorie, give me a C
for this babaloo
Opiate me with that key, doctor
babaloo
Please, don't you laugh doc
Manos arriba bien
With springs tickling
less than two feet
from your chin
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
gonna sponge you down
gonna sponge you down
Save the crops and the bodies
from illness
from pestilence hunger and war
I journey each night like a Saint
to stand on this straw floor
our uniforms are loose
they look flimsy
night black shadows
under the peaks of our caps
shaved up to Augost
I still hear them singing
babaloo
babaloo
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
gonna sponge you down
gonna sponge you down
Hey you
Hey you
This isn't through
Opiate me
just for
with my
babaloo
please dont you laugh?
Manos arriba bien
again and again
again and again
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
Lemon Bloody Cola
gonna sponge you down
gonna sponge you down
I journey tonight I'm a saint
to stand on this straw floor
The tiles speckling
darker and darker
Here I am back home again
I'm here to rest
All they ask is where I've been
Knowing I've been West.
I'm the family's unknown boy
Golden curls and envied hair
Pretty girls with faces fair
See the shining Black Sheep Boy.
If you love me, let me live in peace.
Please understand,
That the black sheep can wear the golden fleece,
And hold a winning hand.
I'm the family's unknown boy
Golden curls and envied hair
Pretty girls with faces fair
She stands all alone
You can hear her hum softly
From her fire escape in the sky
She fills the bags 'neath her eyes
With the moonbeams
And cries 'cause the world's passed her by
Didn't time sounds sweet yesterday?
In a world filled with friends
You lose your way
She's a haunted house
And her windows are broken
And the sad young man's gone away
Her bathrobe's torn
And tears smudge her lipstick
And the neighbors just whisper all day
Didn't time sounds sweet yesterday?
In a world filled with friends
Best of both worlds that's what you want
All your own way that's not my way
I won't share you I couldn't bear to
Its' time for you to choose which one you'd rather lose
Can you love him and forget me?
Are you sorry that you met me?
What we've been through means nothing to you
I can't satisfy you, you want best of both worlds
Make your fickle mind up
I won't stay while you enjoy
Best of both worlds
I have loved you since I found you
You belong here, just look around you
Keep your true love or take your new love
You must choose between us, you want best of both worlds
Make your fickle mind up
I won't stay while you enjoy
Best of both worlds
You've got to choose between us
You just can't have the two of us
Make your fickle mind up
I won't stay while you enjoy
Best of both worlds
Each night I meant to say
I missed her through the day
But I'd forget it
I never said it
I passed the flower shop
Lord knows I meant to stop
But I said tomorrow
Perhaps tomorrow
Tomorrow there'd be time
There'd always be another spring
Time to make her laughter ring
Time to give her everything
Angelica, my Angelica
There's so much you never knew
So much I always meant to say
And do, for you, for you
Angelica
And then the cold winds came
And when I spoke her name
And felt her near me
She couldn't hear me
Her shadow had been cast
Too many springs had passed
For Angelica
Sweet Angelica
Now in my solitude
I tend the flowers that I buy
As they slowly fade and die
Watered by the tears I cry
for my Angelica, my Angelica
There's so much you never knew
So much I always meant to say
And do, for you, for you
Angelica
Angelica
Angelica
Angelica
Cada noche que quise decir
I missed her through the day Me perdí a través de ella el día
But I'd forget it Pero me olvide
I never said it Nunca he dicho que
I passed the flower shop Me pasé por la tienda de flores
Lord knows I meant to stop Señor sabe que significa dejar de
But I said tomorrow Pero he dicho mañana
Perhaps tomorrow Tal vez mañana
Tomorrow there'd be time Mañana allí se había tiempo
There'd always be another spring No había otro ser siempre primavera
Time to make her laughter ring Ha llegado la hora de formular su anillo de la risa
Time to give her everything Ha llegado la hora de darle todo
Angelica, my Angelica Angelica, mi Angelica
There's so much you never knew Hay mucho que usted nunca supo
So much I always meant to say Por lo tanto, mucho que siempre significaba que decir
And do, for you, for you Y hacer, para usted, para usted
Angelica
And then the cold winds came Y entonces los vientos fríos vinieron
And when I spoke her name Y cuando me referí a su nombre
And felt her near me Y se sintió cerca de ella me
She couldn't hear me Ella no puede oírme
Her shadow had been cast Su sombra se había fundido
Too many springs had passed Demasiados Springs había pasado
For Angelica Para Angélica
Sweet Angelica Dulce Angelica
Now in my solitude Ahora en mi soledad
I tend the flowers that I buy Tiendo las flores que comprar
As they slowly fade and die A medida que lentamente se desvanecen y mueren
Watered by the tears I cry Regado por las lágrimas lloro
for my Angelica, my Angelica Angelica para mi, mi Angelica
There's so much you never knew Hay mucho que usted nunca supo
So much I always meant to say Por lo tanto, mucho que siempre significaba que decir
And do, for you, for you Y hacer, para usted, para usted
Angelica
Angelica
Angelica
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the riverbank weeps
With the old willow tree
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In a drunken down fight
And in the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a muggy hot morn
By the dawn's early light
In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fishheads and tails
He will show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can swallow the moon
That can haul up the sails
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
Bring me more fish
Put it down by my side
Then he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he gets up and laughs
And he zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to paunch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaks
Splitting the night with the
Roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of
The accordion bursts
Then out to the night
With their pride in their pants
With the slut that they tow
Underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He drinks to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who have promised their love
To a thousand other men
They've bargained their bodies
And their virtue long gone
For a few dirty coins
And when he can't go on
He plants his nose in the sky
And he wipes it up above
And he pisses like I cry
For an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
What was it like when we were young
Sleeping in eachothers arms
Walking in eachothers dreams
Was it only yesterday
I've forgotten anyway
What was it like to hear your name
Where's the girl that I once knew
Running home thru winter parks
Arm in Arm and heart in heart
Now like children in the dark
We hold hands and watch the rain
When you kissed my eyes awake
Running mornings crowded streets
Just to find we've missed our bus
but we'd laugh , kiss, what the hell
When you'd burst in from the rain
Clasp my head between your hands,
kiss away the darkest day
Always there to understand.
You could make me proud again
Now I go aimlessly at night
Sleep with faces I don't know
Always coming back to you
and the shadows of this room
I must search your eyes again
Just to find that they are dead
Through a long and sleepless night
I whisper your name
Through a long and sleepless night
Of who is to blame
Can't help but wonder
If you're lonely too
As I lie here and toss about
So alone, so without you
How I wish, my heart with me
My memories alone
Why must I re-dream, re-live
The Joys we have known
I pray that someday
Our love will see the light
'til then
In thick dark silence
I beg my heart to replace
All through and oh so long and sleepless night
I pray that someday
Our love will see the light
'til then
In thick dark silence
I beg my heart to replace
I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own.
A doll that other fellas cannot steal
And then those flirty, flirty guys, with their flirty, flirty eyes
will have to flirt with dollies that are real.
When I come home at night she'll be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world.
I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
than have a fickle-minded real-life girl.
I tell you boy, it's tough to be alone,
and it's tough to love a doll that's not your own.
I'm through with all of them,
I'll never fall again,
'cos this is what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna buy a paper doll that I can call my own.
A doll that other fellas cannot steal
And then those flirty, flirty guys, with their flirty, flirty eyes
will have to flirt with dollies that are real.
When I come home at night she'll be waiting
She'll be the truest doll in all this world.
I'd rather have a paper doll to call my own
It's on days like these
When your brother falls
You can read it all in the Times
How a moving car
Stole a movie star
Little Things that keep us together
While the war's going on
It's on days like these
When your childhood cries
And you see it all on the news
Little children starve
Growing tired of born
Little things that keep us all close and warm
While the war's going on
Find a place you can hide
And take what you can
The time will arrive
When you need a friend
Stop looking at us
We're waving good-bye
There's a man
Shouting he's with me
When that morning comes
I can't wait to see
Just how high his eagle
On color screens
Is gonna fly
Going to fly
It's on nights like these
That your neighbor dies
'Cos he put a gun to his head
He was so alone
He had nothing left
Little things that call for a drink
That bury a soldier's death
It's on days like these
When your sister cries
And your brother falls from your hands
Jumbo jets can die
Killing 81
Little things that help us get by the why
Why the war's going on
Why the war's going on
Why the war is going on
why the war is going on
why the war's going on
As old Joe sat a dyin'
The baby down the hall was cryin'
Somebody had a party goin' on
The fat boy you told tales to
Moved away the other day
To think with no goodbye
He could have gone
A postcard from Sun City
Was found layin' by your side
A kind of desert place
Where old folks dry away
You gazed out through the window
At the wonders of the sky
As if it were the first time every day
Chorus:
There ain't no-one left alive to call me Joe
You used to say
No-one left alive
To call me Joe.
You've been beyond the boundaries
Understood it all
And thought of nothing
The ultimate was simple to your eyes
Just watch the world make madness
As the youth cried their replies
An old man knows far better than to try.
They say towards the end
You hardly left your shabby room
Where once you loved to go
*Walkin'
Thru' the day
Sit back and watch a spider
Weave your window
'Cross the moon
And meals on wheels
Laughed kindly
When you'd say
There ain't no-one left alive to call me Joe
To call me Joe
It's raining today
and I'm just about to forget the train window girl
That wonderful day we met
She smiles through the smoke from my cigarette
It's raining today
But once there was summer and you
And dark little rooms
And sleep in late afternoons
Those moments descend on my windowpane
I've hung around here too long
Listenin' to the old landlady's hard-luck stories
You out of me me out of you
We go like lovers
To replace the empty space
Repeat our dreams to someone new
It's raining today
And I watch the cellophane streets
No hang-ups for me
'Cause hang-ups need company
The street corner girl's a cold trembling leaf
It's raining today
Father - yes, I am a prisoner
Fear not, to relate my crime
The crime is loving the forsaken
Only silence is shame
Blessed are the persecuted
And blessed are the pure in heart
Blessed are the merciful
Blessed are the ones who mourn
"Give to me your tired and your poor
Your huddled masses, yearning to be free
The wretched refuge of your teeming shore
Send these, the homeless" *
- send this task to me
And now I'll tell you
What's against us
And aught that's lived for centuries
Go through the years
And you will find
What's blackened all
Of the history
Father, yes I am a prisoner
Only silence is...
"Milosevic couldn't care less if Bosnia was recognized" a laughing Dr. Karadzic later told a television interviewer. He said, "Caligula proclaimed his horse senator but the horse never took his seat."
Polish the fork and stick the fork in him
Polish the fork and stick the fork in him
Shinier still and stick the fork in him
He's done boys
he's done boys
Where will you sleep my stomach
My second stomach through the trees
Handicapped
Buzzing out on the steppes
Spooking yourself in the breeze
Somebody dies
Somebody don't shave
Ruminating the slimy stars
Polish the fork and stick the fork in him
Kad Tad -- Kad Tad -- Kad Tad
Polish it more and stick the fork in him
Kad Tad -- Kad Tad -- Kad Tad
Shinier still and stick the fork in him
He's done boys
He's done boys
Faces of the grass go lenghtening (oor)
The lengthening faces through the ice and sun (ooor)
Faces lengthen go lengthening faces
Into lengthening faces from the branch to the grass
With buried heads they stand in full view
Eyes sliding of the faces up and up
Slide up the faces and up the sun
And up the faces go lengthening faces
Eyes are sliding above the tall and peaceful grass
Polish the fork and stick the fork in him
Kad Tad -- Kad Tad -- Kad Tad
Polish the fork and stick the fork in him
Kad Tad -- Kad Tad -- Kad Tad
Shinier still and stick the fork in him
He's done boys
Corneas misted
Put put put put
Color high
Put put put
Motionless
Put put put put
For seconds at a time
A hand that is cold in another colder
Put put put
And everything
Put put put put
within reach
This is a waltz for a dodo
A samba for Bambi
Gavotte for the Kaiser
Bolero for Beuys
A reel for Red Rosa
A polka for Tintin
Corneas misted
Put put put
Color high
Put put put
Motionless
Put put put put
One hand that is cold in another colder
Put put put
And everything
The car in front follows the long way around
Prey moves
Predator moves
Foreshortened angels hunting me down
Halle -- halle -- halle
Underkill
Sticks in gutters
Overkill
Is personal
Too many bullets
Rabbi crater
Keyed for action
hits the marks
I wish I was in Dixie
Sleet switches silence
To the shredding of larks
Serifot
Combs of honey
Kellipot
Saliva's coating
balls of money
You and me against the world
You and me against the world
You and me against the world
World about to end
World about to end
World about to end
Windblown hair in a windowless room
A lifeline of knuckles
Waddles into the afternoon
Look into its eyes
Birds
Birds
This is not a cornhusk doll
Dipped in blood in the moonlight
Like what happen in America
This is us
Our eyesides snagged
Dipped in mob in the daylight
Like what happen in America
The breasts are still heavy
The legs long and straight
The upper lip remains short
The teeth are too small
The eyeside is green
The hair long and black
Still coming through
Still coming through
She knows this room
She can navigate it in the dark
She entered the Palazzo at night by a side door
To ascend to a lift in the upper floor
She lies on the bed
Looking up not yet seeing
The signs of the zodiac painted in gold
On the blue vaulted ceiling
His enormous eyes as he arrives
Coming nearer in the surrounding darkness
His strange beliefs about the moon
Its influence upon men of affairs
The danger of its cold light on your face
While you were sleeping
She'll eclipse it with her head
Stroke him while he sleeps
Until he has nothing to do among men of affairs
Sometime before dawn
Her bare feet cross the floor
She gazes from the window
At the fountain in the courtyard
Sometimes I feel like a swallow
A swallow which by some mistake
Has gotten into an attic
And knocks its head against the walls in terror
This is not a rabbit skinned
With a body of silver
Like what happen in America
The breasts are still heavy
The legs long and straight
The upper lip remains short
The teeth are too small
The eyeside is green
The hair long and black
Still coming through
Still coming through
The mood soon changed
In the clear morning air
A man came up towards the body
And poked it with a stick
It rocked swiftly
And twisted around at the end of the rope
Finer than a hair from every side
Finer than a hair
Birds
Birds
This is just a cornhusk doll
Dipped in blood in the moonlight
This is just a cornhusk doll
This morning in my room
A little swallow was trapped
It flew around desperately
Until it fell exhausted on my bed
I picked it up
So as not to frighten it
I opened the window
What do Seoul/Sudan have in common?
Both start with an S
Deep as a virus
Little Mary
Little Mary
From scratchless I ascend
Stamps tongue-swabbed
Now embark for the Ivory Coast
Chiming like mouse bells
BAM BAM BAM BAM
BAM BAM BAM BAM
At the birth of a vermin Holy Ghost
Stars led to sky
Lash led to eye
Herpes to clit
Then stopped
Expect
I'm carried by lanterns
Expect
I will follow the aerosol patterns
Immunity won't feed on the bodies
Bones closing
Too soon at the tips
Won't feed on the bodies
From the fat black crocodile on the sand bar
Can't swallow it then bury it
From the voice flooded semen clotting to paste
Can't swallow it then bury it
And the jigger raps pits
Darkness long
Jigger raps pits
BAM BAM BAM BAM
BAM BAM BAM BAM
Shoes had to shine
Splicing to swine
Strain after strain after strain after strain
Immunity
Immunity
Through the dominant wards and nurseries
A flugleman moves
In the lung-smeared slides and corridors
A flugleman moves
And his tune rises on the harvest clouds of dust
Trading the wah-wah's for
BAM BAM BAM BAM
BAM BAM BAM BAM
Stars led to sky
Toe led to thigh
Rumor to breast
Mend
Amend
Bring and rub
Beat the band
I tried
I tried
Shrugged off the splintering white bone
Teeth shaken out with a stroke
Brain running down along spear
from the wound in the eye hole
Stones pounding in
past the screens
past the shields
I felt the nail driving into my food
while I felt the nail driving into my hand
Rub a dub
God and bring
beat the band
I tried
I tried
what?
When you can't hear the bleating all night
Else he's strumming the springs of his cot
When?
What you can't see is
her tiny mouth
squealing and shrieking with laughter
Dispensing
with each little toe
each little finger
let them whirl away into the darkness
The pee pee soaked trousers
The torn muddied dress
No ankles at the gates at dusk
Ever caught the dawning
The audience is waiting
Its audience is waiting
Its audience is waiting
Its audience is waiting
No Fado live from last year's winning country
Twelve bunnies in a hutch for nine new weeks
The audience is waiting
Its audience is waiting
Its audience is waiting
Its audience is waiting
And it will catch my toes
It will catch my fingers
The pee pee soaked trousers
The torn muddied dress
Forever and ever
Forever and ever
Forever and ever
Forever and ever
Mend
Amend
Bring and rub
Beat the band
I tried
I tried
Shrugged off the splintering white bone
Teeth shaken out with a stroke
Brain running down along spear
from the wound in the eye hole
Stones pounding in
past the screens
past the shields
I felt the nail driving into my food
This is my job,
I don't come around and put out
your red light when you work.
Silence
What's the matter,
didn't you get enough attention at home?
Silence
If shit were music,
you'd be a brass band.
Silence
Know what?
You should get an agent,
why sit in the dark
handling yourself.
For Lavinia
who goes like
gynozoon.
IX I V
IX III V I
For the citizen
whose joke lays
in their hand.
I V I
V IX IX III
To play fugues
on Joves
Spam castanets.
V IX IX
I VI IX I
Cattle are slaughtered,
Entrails examined,
spread out across the moon.
The Tisza is rising,
topless bars overflowing,
pulsing through the flumes.
Drop-kicked coloraturas
fouling my ears,
bypassing
an anorexic sky and-
-scar jumping grafters,
chorion-crying.
How can you stoop
so high?
For Papiria
who plops
the Pantheon.
IV VI IX
V I IX I
For grosse Gauls
who wont leave
our sheep alone.
V I VII
IX I IX I
Norsemen!
DO NOT!
eat the big pink mint.
Flush hard,
its a long way to Athens.
Gone
from your wooden palace.
The wild mice pelt clothes
slipped from my toes
where termites
scribble the walls.
Twisted forth,
and gone,
‘Little father',
The ‘snip' off your
nine-ninety-nine,
from where you groomed
yourself too small.
No more
dragging this wormy anus
round on shag piles from
Persia to Thrace.
I've severed
my reeking gonads,
fed them to your
shrunken face.
Janus head
its said,
will give good door.
IX IX V
IX I IX I
For a Roman who's proof
that Greeks fucked bears.
V V IX
VII V IV I
Heard this one?
This'll kill ya,
about the ropes of hair
care of
Venus the Bald
tugging Mercs across the plain.
Those measuring road-rashed bellies
a perte de vue to me
night and day.
The one
about the saint
stranded high
upon his pillar.
Thirty summers,
Thirty winters,
his constant visitor,
his mother.
But he'd stare into the distance,
ignored her calls from down
below...
“DID YOU EVER THROW YOUR OWN
MOTHERS FOOD BACK AT HER?!”
“DID YOU EVER TELL HER,
TAKE THIS JUNK AWAY?!”
“WHAT KIND OF UNNATURAL SON
WOULD DO THAT TO HIS OWN
MOTHER?!”
...The tasteless one
about the bantam
who couldn't climb a rung.
Your Helipolis is scrapheap.
Gone,
the brown slug
of your tongue.
For eunuch Ron
who sleeps at night
across the emperors
bedroom door.
III V IX
IX I V I
Grostulating-Gorbi
requires fresh packing.
II IX V
I IV IX I
OVER,
its over,
Syrinx screaming
all around,
BAR! BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR! BAR!
Aquil-Aetos!
Aquil-Aetos!
screaming all around,
Filling up my life,
screaming all around.
BAR! BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR!
OVER,
its over,
your Nibelung
can't be found.
Their shadowless
shadows,
wiping me.
Wiping me clean
away.
BAR! BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR! BAR!
Where's;
the scent of pine torches,
the lumbering caravans,
the felt covered wagons, moving like galleons?
The ‘wedgie', the ‘melvy' to threaten the air?
Only fledge muffled
long hollow bone-drums
a beating.
The dark day behind us,
the dark day ahead
the wind drone across
skull goblets.
THEN,
Basel-cum-Strasbourg-cum-Frankfurt-cumSpeyer-cum...
I hear the only place your ever invited
is outside.
Silence
If brains were rain, you'd surely
be a desert.
Silence
Look, don't go to a mind reader,
go to a palmist;
I know you've got a palm.
Silence
Does your face hurt?
cuz its killing me.
CUT;
Lost Lumbago City.
I am perched
against the sky.
A banner shoal of sparrows
sways in the twilight.
Down there,
ish kabibble's
schlepp the shade
forever,
earths hoary
fontenelle
weeps softly
for a
thumb thrust.
A chorus of threadbare
black-stockinged legs
is fanning out
into a frazzled black
rose.
phalanxes fleeing
like zippers of blood,
red plumes nodding
between the horses
ears.
HEY BUDDY!
GIVE IT UP!
HEY PAL!
COME DOWN!
JOIN THE LIVING!
WANTED!
A LISPING, HOBBLING, NOSELESS
RUNT.
Phone IX IX IX
IX IX IX I.
REMEMBER:
‘SOMEDAY YOU'LL GO FAR
IF YOU CATCH THE RIGHT
TRAIN'?
HOW ABOUT,
‘YOU'RE SO FAT,
WHEN YOU WEAR A YELLOW
RAINCOAT, PEOPLE SCREAM
TAXI?'
THEN THERE'S,
‘YOU'RE SO BORING
THAT YOU CAN'T EVEN ENTERTAIN DOUBT'.
I'll grease
this pole
behind me.
Grease this pole
behind me.
Grease this pole.
Grease this pole.
There's an unfinished rumour
doing the rounds.
It seems the storks are seen
returning to the rooftops.
Carrying back their children.
Clacking like dried palms.
Loud enough to be heard
from Reims to Orleans.
River banks are cleared.
Bridges retaken.
Oblivion,
driven from the city
street by street.
So why
have screams of laughter,
the pissing stench
of mares-milk beer
come to bait
your toad down
from his toadstool?
And if
I'm melancholic.
And if
I shed a tear...
‘Don't forget to blink,
lest your eyeballs dry up, fall out
of their sockets and dangle on your
cheeks like Caesar's shrivelled
coglione'.
...its when I hear
a sawed-off coffin rolls
beneath the Tisza
HEY BAR!
Ah, my noblest music.
HEY!
BAR! BAR! BAR!
HEY BAR! BAR!
BAR! BAR!
I'll grease
this pole
behind me.
Grease this
pole behind
Grease this
pole...
Grease this
po...
OVER,
its over,
but where's
the electrons
squeezing all around?
Burning up
my life.
Squeezing all around.
OVER,
its over,
Only freezing
all around.
I greased
that pole
behind me.
Greased
that pole
behind me.
Your Nibelung
can't be found.
I've looked high and low for you,
I guess I didn't look low enough.
Don't move:
I want to forget you just the way
you are.
I really hope your face clears up.
You know;
I think you've got nothing there.
Infrared, infrared.
I could
drop
into
darkness.
Its so cold,
Infrared.
What if
I freeze,
drop
into
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Spring might gently
Press its thumbs
Against your eyes.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
A cobweb melts
within a womb.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
An incontinent
Is singing Scarpia.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
A mythic instance
Of erotic impulse
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
-is slipping under
A surefire sign.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Bdelloid rotifers
Join the chitterling circuit.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Shit might pretzel
Christ's intestines.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Being crushed
From the inside out.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
On the snow
“Rummy” flaunts
His unmanly dribble.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
A tiny laugh
Dirties everything it touches.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Night stops dripping
Through the stars.
While plucking feathers
From a swan song,
Blast the sheet
Of jewels
Horizon to horizon.
While plucking feathers
Hence went and cracked
An atom age old egg
Beneath my nose,
The sky-clads ash
With jettisoning the roost.
I'm bumping into leghorns in the darkness.
Excuse me.
Dear god, excuse me.
Accrue too flew and
Burned my teeth
With kitchen matches
Struck on stone.
Boiling owls shriek
Arab widow flayed cadenzas.
I'm wading through
Blue, vacant veins of Sterzing.
The Chiseller keeps slipping away.
Cholesteroled mansions
crowded with sulphured air, dip to
Kyrie's lone whistler in the shadows.
Simitar sideburn, charging on the purple
purlieus, scrape to
Goitres gray carnation
through the stubble.
Epicanthic knobbler
of ninon, arch to
Macaronic mahout in the mascon.
Ah, my old
Scabby Sachem,
A sphincters tooting our tune.
If only ‘I' could pick you.
Wed slosh, wed slide, wed cling
round a kelloggs floor.
His severed, yellow-eyes
WeepingDA-DA-DA, DA-DA-DA.
From the spit-roast smoke curling.
DA-DA-DA
DA-DA-DA.
“RACK OFF!
from this ravished slather”!
“Keep yourvile rattus
small adult hand to yourself”.
“Take your turnshoes and wobble”.
“Turnshoes and wobble”.
Jihad jive lobsleaking beanbag
through a cut-out clowns astonished mouth.
Shrivelled pods climb to the sun
beneath your skirts.
Then suddenly, there's hissing on the gumbo.
I'm drowning yonical tears.
Grinding upheaval always affects the genitals, sniff to
Breaths bereft Manhattans in the Duma.
Unleavened bread-head, the window behind, alive,
with wheeze driven flakes, bob to
Rotting grapes bunch brooch on chest of bruises.
Nothing clears a room like removing a brain, hail
The rain hail
The rain hail
The rain.
Ah, my sweet Sagamore wino, face full of drunken ticks,
if only I could sip you.
Like flies sip at wide eyes, on a desert floor.
We could move to the sticks.
Say Earls court or Embankment.
While the Thames flows black as camel piss,
let the icy thermals dervish around our feet.
Dare, step out on me,
I'll step out on you.
Dare, step out on me,
I'll step out on you
Bish Bosch, and what more are depositions for?
Eukaryotic gobbler of gavotte, knee to
Deafening tiny feet upon the branches.
Altair, Vega, Drogba and Deneb, doff to
Dentists stoop of moon above the haunches.
Sealable nostrils squeezed through eye of coupling pin, heil to
Ober-bearing night starting to smoulder.
First fiddlers mark, right there, under the jaw, nod to
Neath the bougie a nimble rigger slyly rolls the pea
Bye the bye the bye the bye
Red is patchy
Snows the silver
Bye the bye the bye the bye
Can't turn from a crotch in the darkness
To turn to the valley of a king
Ja-da ja-da ja-da ja-da
jing jing jing
Wrapped in blankets
then in blankets
Hear the germs pinging on the night wind
Cross the west coast to the west coast to the west coast
The angelus begins
Eye for hand
Dye y-et eye
bye-t the negro
come on sucker
anthrax jesus
sack of the-b
shawl for he-b
no bye the bye
Pulling out won't be slow
sorry baby b the needles
another night I gotta pull
muffle bye
no bye the bye
by the bye
no bye the bye
Neath the bougie a nimble rigger slyly rolls the pea
Bye the bye the bye the bye
Red is patchy
Snows the silver
Bye the bye the bye the bye
Don't think it hasn't been fun because it hasn't
Donje is Donje in the spring
Ja-da ja-da ja-da ja-da
jing jing jing
Wrapped in blankets
then in blankets
They plunge like rays
Snapping down the night wind
Cross the east coast to the east coast
Scratch the air and blue burn
The angelus begins
Pulling out won't be slow
Sorry baby
Staple Jesus dreamed he mammoth
gathered y-et
bye the bye
no bye the bye
Scaling comes scaling comes
Red is patchy
Snows the silver
Another night gotta pull
muffle bye
no bye the bye
bye the bye
As the grossness of spring lolls its head against the window
As the grossness of spring lolls its bloodshot head
Curare! Curare! Curare!
Brogue cries from the street
Curare! Curare!
As the grossness of spring rose
A tumor balloon to squeak against the window
With the grossness of spring staining into the walls
The chair had been shifted ever so slightly
Say five feet or two centimeters
The prints of my fingers dusted from doorknobs
A lamp had been dimmed
Some sawdust where a ring had been
Where nice girls were turned into whores
Gardens with fountains where peacocks had strutted
Where deaf children were born
The splendor of tigers turning to gold in the desert
Pale meadows of stranded pyramids
Sonny boy
such a sonny boy
There's a song in the air
Curare! Curare! Curare!
But the fair senorita don't seem to care
Curare! Curare! Curare!
As the grossness of spring lolls its head against the window
As the grossness of spring lolls its bloodshot head
I merely got up so slowly
Shuffled across the floor
Closed the door on the landing
Descending the stairs
Dipping into the street
The paralysed street
Brogue says "Good afternoon!"
I say "Good afternoon!"
"It's a lovely afternoon"
"Yes, it's a lovely afternoon"I
Into pockets unstitching so weighted with pins
Into eyes imploding on mazes of sins
The puddle beneath the cork
Bobbing on a mild chop that rolled in
Off the river Dix and the open water beyond
Brogue says
"I'LL PUNCH A DONKEY IN THE STREETS OF GALWAY"
Then me
"I'LL PUNCH A DONKEY IN THE STREETS OF GALWAY"
Brogue
"I'LL PUNCH A DONKEY IN THE STREETS OF GALWAY"
"I'LL PUNCH A DONKEY IN THE STREETS OF GALWAY"
Sonny boy
Such a sonny boy
In her voice, there's a flaw
Sonny boy
Such a sonny boy
Stump of a drowner.
The delta holder.
Lowered up from his boulder
and riding pains
steady blowout.
All those arms in the gullys
chewed through at the wrists.
All that won't flood awake –
– all that listens and lifts
Deserting your lead
while the figure is also carrying
Deserting your lead
while the figure is also carrying.
Your hands are drained.
Your skins are stained and heavy.
Go to ground
you are sealed against the night.
Spotted head blood head
heat up the stars.
Polish and silence away your parole.
She's a dugout;
her second sleeps
dreagging the roads.
Her fixed strays
shine from ditches
wherever she goes –
– Deserting your lead
while the figure is also carrying
Pry open those jaws
try and hear your own way out.
Driven in deep;
you save yourself the burying.
The darkness swarms;
Say it got late
on that one.
That life-giver one.
Hanging weightless from the wound
in a half-light.
Taken up I could hold him
when all falls away.
Prayed into each other
you stood in the air
and the ceiling are rising
and falling.
The ceiling are shining
and slow
peeling tongues from the ice hums
and letting it go.
and the ceiling are rising
and falling.
The ceiling are shining
and slow
peeling tongues from the ice hums
The windows are ringing
shaking Night-nites for angels
rattling throats up and down on a beam.
Cooling the hearts
cooling the plasma
keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam
The other side of a prowler
the dead still search the living.
At least there we did not not fail.
Coming to in the overcast
tracks are still flowing.
At least there he does not wail.
Psalms of your hands
sung into the lateness
move a circuit on the white
and he can't feel a thing.
Gone always alone to all you are never
he climbs into your mouth
when the windows ring.
The windows are ringing
shaking dead men for angels
Hissing brains boiling up
press't to the bone
uncoils the wire whole night long
bumping out thru the eye in knots.
Sweet hot numbers
sweet hots
bumping out thru the eye
on a wire of knots.
Sweet hot numbers
sweet hots
bumping out thru the eye
on a wire of knots.
Psalms of your hands
sung into the lateness
move a circuit on the white
and he can't feel a thing.
Gone always alone to all you are never
he climbs into your mouth
Delayed in the headlong
Resembled to breaking-point
I swear you never slept at night
when the growing is slow.
After me I'm no man's son
run out of recognize.
The blood of our
split back without his prisoner
the distance rigged in his eyes
Rock of cast-offs
bury me
hide my soul
and sink us free.
Rock of cast offs
bury me
hide my soul
and pray us free.
From the host of late-comers
a miracle enters the streets
shining with rain
he is shaking to wash
the murder away.
The shadow of the son
made the son a shadow
it's never night when I die.
That desert clouds under
and so Lord lightens
sleepers wait there
with wounds in their sides.
In the strength of the crime
you sing like a stranger
and your failure fulfills
your most secret defeat.
After me I'm no man's son
run out of recognize.
A life of it's own
lays down the horizon
the distance rigged in it's eyes
Rock of cast-offs
bury me
hide my soul
and sink us free.
Rock of cast offs
bury me
hide my soul
When I crossed the river
with a heavy blanket roll
I took nobody with me
not a soul.
I took a few provisions
some for comfort, some for cold
but I took nobody with me
Love is storm and wind, then tide
All the tears your heart can hold
But I look back after loss of love
And find the days were gone
I see only shattered skies
Not a ray of light to find
But I look back after loss of love
And sunlight blinds my mind
Songs were sung with words as young as May
But in the mist of summer, winter came
A chill blew out the flame
Now the words have haunted suns
Ring as clear as they did then
Still I look back after loss of love
And learn to love again
Songs were sung with words as young as May
But in the mist of summer, winter came
A chill blew out the flame
Now the words have haunted suns
Ring as clear as they did then
Still I look back after loss of love
And learn to love
It's a starving reflection
if he dies in the night
listening to the increase.
It cuts out your likeness
in blood circulations
suspended beneath a release.
A low volume force feed
lower than pity
slips across under the heart
and your hostage rewinding
from every eclipse
rolls in the voltage
run-off rain on his lips.
We chew up the blackness
to some high sleep
travel a faster silence.
One to go long again
in the going –
– gone again.
Full stare passages
striking less face;
outside on the move
a shattered heart pace
greases the fade;
sinking the blood back
breaking to where loaded icons wade.
Eyesides catch far awake
in a cols sanctuary.
Pain sonics eternities
all through themoves.
A first communication
tears loose undelivered
and swims unassigned
in your dimmed latitudes.
And the heat from the shore
melts down to recieve us;
floodlit foreheads
howled open and so nearly blessed
as they soften round dog-joys
of unfinished strangers
rubbed out on a point
See the dwarves and see the giants
Which one would you choose to be?
And if you can't get that together
Here's the answer, here's the key
You can freeze like a 30 Century Man
Like a 30 Century Man
I'll save my bread and take it with me
'Til a hundred years or so
Shame you won't be there to see me
Shakin' hands with Charles De Gaulle
Play it cool and Saranwrap all you can
Be a 30 Century Man
You can freeze like a 30 Century Man
Like a 30 Century Man
Throw off those gimmicks to the boys Let them send it all up in the air There is crouching and wailing on stones down here We must freeze off this ratmosphere Scraping out noise across nite wires Runs for the distant cities There is never a lock in the fall Down here as the big full pours away
In the shutout In the shutout How will we know the great doll
Something attacked the earth last nite With a kick that man habit eye Cut the sleep tight boys who dreamed and dreamed Of a city like the sky There were faces bobbing in the heat For some rising from her zone Moving, hitting, holding on For the promise to carry us home
In the shutout In the shutout Never a lock in the fall
Maman Neigho was frightened by Hawaiians,
When all the veins ran out.
When too much bone structure went missing,
she thumbed the galleon Cacafuego.
Forsook the eyebrows climbing
into greasy black hairlines.
Narcrotic leis,
yanked down around the melianomed ankles.
Their putrid petals dropping,
erasing the white shoes,
like a face being eaten
by a jungle.
Slabs of steam tables
whiffing of onions and roses.
Haunted Jacuzzis churning.
All night the native bods squealing Bflat,
like choirs of pigs
seeking revenge for stolen insulin.
Blip,
boost,
bust,
brother.
That's how we copped a final,
reached this city without sound.
Everywhere you turn,
bunkers of rubber hoses pronging
off the city's floor.
Chirp,
chime,
clambaked,
cups.
Don't step on that rotting tartare.
Just might bust your conk.
Might lay your racket.
Early black ickaroo.
It's dense. Tense.
Unseen through, pound for pound.
All the people, on the corners,
pushing each other around.
Humping like buggers.
Touching like muggers.
Pushing each other around.
Adepocere in a zoot,
sloshing,
karat,
ballooning down the street.
Thousand kilos simpy.
forty stone send.
Tips his skypiece,
come to weigh me up.
But I'm toned.
Gut bucket.
Ground grippers ready to trilly.
Layin' down iron.
togged to the bricks...
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...
Let's add a little shade.
Try something apart from the hogshair.
While Pope Julius affects his red slippers,
let Michelangelo tip-toe around
in his dogskin boots.
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...
The powder on a chalky bosom rises
and hangs in the air.
Clouds crawling through protracted blue,
like souls of insects.
From threshing haze,
the scent of spider lilies.
Sam P's
bagged decapitation rotates
to the ocean floor,
its nostrils
are twitching and sniffing.
Gabriel's, gravy,
got your glasses on,
gate.
There's some mezz glimmers,
a gammon V8.
Twisters in the slammer.
Frisking their whiskers,
till peola dim,
on the chime of black.
It's dense. Tense.
Unseen through, pound for pound.
Scratch and Jesus, on the corner,
pushing each other around.
Shoving like sluggers.
Touching like muggers.
Pushing each other around.
Snapping their caps.
Slidin' their jibs.
Lampin' the brees.
Drapin' the trees.
Oops, pardon the elbow.
Lets just shift you over here.
Sorry,
I'm so clumsy.
Take that accidently in the bollocks for a start.
Seven brights jumped in port,
reached this city without sound.
Kopasetic, on the corners,
pushing each other around.
Everybody on the corners,
pushing each other around.
Joe below,
Hincty dicty.
Slipped the pounders.
Fews and two.
Knock me.
Boot me,
down in the land of darkness.
Sweet Leilani,
Everything still
everything silent
as after the rain
We lie here listening
to night close down
Stare like a child
wait for the signs to decide
once again
Just when they looked here
to stay
we're to leave
our world arraign
it really isn't fair
Outside they sing
the war is over
raise your blinds
the war is over
tell your deepest dark
goodbye
A distant waltz
turns in the head
of an old lady's night
waiting hands unfold
within the dark
Lighting her lamp
seeing Prince Albert
recalling the sight
they waltz again through the park
floorboards creak
beneath the moon
the room below just sighs
Outside they sing
the war is over
raise your blinds
the war is over
let me get some sleep
tonight
Everything still
everything silent
as after the rain
still we are after
Well, I've Stuck Out in Your Street
And I'm Lookin' For Some Kind of Halo
When Somebody Says to Me, Boy
She's Too Young to Know
* Well, I Didn't Make Your Time
I Never Said You Were Mine
Don't You Think You Show
I Guess I'll Have to Teach You How to Roll
Met You Outside School
When Sure no One Was Lookin'
And Your Teacher Looks At Me,
All His Envy Growin'
* Repeat
I Said, Take It Easy Baby,
You Sure Know What's Showin'
And I Can't Help Myself
Without Your Friends All Knowin'
* Repeat
* Repeat
We came through
We came riding through like warriors from afar
Our black horses danced upon the graves of yesterday's desires
Haunted by our visions framed in fire
I greet you, for you still believe in what's behind a door
You've seen the children freeze upon their knees
And praying to the wind
Descend their grey madonnas back again
Fire the guns, and salute the men who died for freedom's sake
And we'll weep tonight, but we won't lie awake
Gazing up at statues dressed in stars
We won't dream, for they don't come true for us
Not anymore
They've run afar to hide in caves
With haggard burning eyes
Their icy voices tear our hearts like knives
We came through
Like the Gothic monsters perched on Notre Dame
We observe the naked souls of gutters pouring forth mankind
Smothered in an avalanche of time
And we're giants as we watch our kings and countries raise their shields
And Guevara dies encased in their ideals
And as Luther King's predictions fade from view
Long about now
He's heading home
Back from the rain
Burned to the ground
His ashes will rise black butterflies
Tapping at my window pane
He'll want to rest within my design
All the way to the end
Lighting my skies all up inside again
Dimming Summer
Long about now
He's headin' home
Drowning the games
That steel a man
Long about now
Nose holes caked in black cocaine
Pow! Pow!
No one holds a match to your skin
No dupe
No chiming
A way off miles off
No needle through a glove
Famine is a tall tower
A building left in the night
Jesse are you listening?
It casts its ruins in shadows
Under Memphis moonlight
Jesse are you listening?
Six feet of foetus
Flung at sparrows in the sky
Put yourself in my shoes
A kiss, wet, muzzle
A clouded eye
No stars to flush it out
Famine is a tall tower
A building left in the night
Jesse are you listening?
It casts its ruins in shadows
Under Memphis moonlight
Jesse are you listening?
Pow! Pow!
In the dream
I am crawling around in my hands and knees
smoothing out the prairie
All the dents and the gouges
And the winds dying down
I lower my head
Press my ear to the prairie
Alive, I'm the only one
Left alive
I'm the only one
Left alive
I'm the only one
Left alive
Alive
I'm the only one
Left alive
I'm the only one
Left alive
I'm the only one
It's on days like these
When your brother falls
You can read it all in the Times
How a moving car
Stole a movie star
Little Things that keep us together
While the war's going on
It's on days like these
When your childhood cries
And you see it all on the news
Little children starve
Growing tired of born
Little things that keep us all close and warm
While the war's going on
Find a place you can hide
And take what you can
The time will arrive
When you need a friend
Stop looking at us
We're waving good-bye
There's a man
Shouting he's with me
When that morning comes
I can't wait to see
Just how high his eagle
On color screens
Is gonna fly
Going to fly
It's on nights like these
That your neighbor dies
'Cos he put a gun to his head
He was so alone
He had nothing left
Little things that call for a drink
That bury a soldier's death
It's on days like these
When your sister cries
And your brother falls from your hands
Jumbo jets can die
Killing 81
Little things that help us get by the why
Why the war's going on
Why the war's going on
Why the war is going on
why the war is going on
why the war's going on
My death is like
a swinging door
a patient girl who knows the score
whistle for her
and the passing time
My death waits like
a bible truth
at the funeral of my youth
weep loud for that
and the passing time
My death waits like
a witch at night
and surely as our love is bright
let's laugh for us
and the passing time
But whatever is behind the door
there is nothing much to do
angel or devil I don't care
for in front of that door
there is you
My death waits like
a beggar blind
who sees the world with an unlit mind
throw him a dime
for the passing time
My death waits
to allow my friends
a few good times before it ends
let's drink to that
and the passing time
My death waits in
your arms, your thighs
your cool fingers will close my eyes
let's not talk about
the passing time
But whatever is behind the door
there is nothing much to do
angel or devil I don't care
for in front of that door
there is you
My death waits
among the falling leaves
in magicians, mysterious sleeves
rabbits, dogs
and the passing times
My death waits
among the flowers
where the blackish shadow cowers
let's pick lilacs
for the passing time
My death waits in
a double bed
sails of oblivion at my head
pull up the sheets
against the passing time
But whatever is behind the door
there is nothing much to do
angel or devil I don't care
for in front of that door
You're like a winter night
Your thoughts are frozen
You kiss your lovers
In the snow
Too many icy tears
Glisten for someone
You watch the leaves
As they shiver your loneliness
Your eyes are lanterns
Growing dim
I hum inside
Like the meadows in summer
But I'll never light them up
The Angels of Ashes
will give back your passions
Again and again
Their light shafts
will reach through the darkness
and touch you my friend
They'll fly in a mind dance
and blind you with wings
wrapped in flame
If you're down to an echo
they just might remember
your name
In the unbroken darkness
where emptiness empties
alone
There's no starting or stopping
where there is no right or
no wrong
Well that's all right for some
who can hang the absurd
on their wall
If your blind hands can't grope
through these measureless waters
you'll fall
You've been following patterns
and fleeting sensations
too long
And the fullness that fills up
the pulse of durations
is gone
Let the great constellation
of flickering ashes
be heard
Let them burn with a fire
all it takes to confess
is a word, just a word
I can recommend angels
I've watched as they've made a man strong
Oh so strong
If your humbleness shows
then I'm sure that they'll take you
along
You can tell them who sent you
it might help to get you
above
You can say that he laughed
and he walked like St. Francis
Get Behind Me
It's the signs as we see them
There's no thresholds at all
There's no vows to be broken
As we rise, or we fall
There's no noise high above us
As the moon turns in space
Just the face of a lady
Who we loved for her grace
Get behind me, Get behind me
Won't you bend my ear again
I really need a friend
Get behind me, Get behind me
Remind me to remind me
Not to go back there again
When the threads of dark moments
Start to tremble with sound
And an almost formed whisper dies
The boundaries surround
We keep reaching beyond us
Through the shape shifting clouds
Why ain't I like you brother,
So electric, so proud
Get behind me, Get behind me
Won't you bend my ear again
I really need a friend
Get behind me, Get behind me
Remind me to remind me
Not to go back there again
Set us free of this feeling
So we'll be once again
So we won't feel the gravity of time
And the face in the faces
Of the loves we move through
Reappears in original design
Get behind me, Get behind me
Won't you bend my ear again
I really need a friend
Get behind me, Get behind me
Remind me to remind me
Pain is not alone.
P-a-i-n is n-o-t alone.
Pain is not a-l-o-n-e.
P-a-i-n i-s not alone.
Neath a protein moon
in a protein sky,
running protein fields
with my protein eye.
There's a protein song
howling through
the meat.
Driving protein bods
from my protein street.
P-a-i-n i-s n-o-t alone.
Pain is not a-l-o-n-e.
Pain is not alone.
P-a-i-n i-s n-o-t a-l-o-n-e.
From the south
the Klan sends
roses.
Lymph-lacquered nails
hover
in waifed
autumn sun
for dragging down
the back
of summer.
From the east
come killer
poses.
Khuschev's shoe
beats a black
tattoo
in the middle
of the day.
From the north
flow floats
with quivering
virgins,
fresh from frozen
catacombs.
Did ya spot
the die-cut
crosses?
Did ya?
Did ya?
Pain is not alone.
P-a-i-n is not alone.
Pain i-s not a-l-o-n-e.
P-a-i-n is n-o-t alone.
Neath a protein moon
in a protein sky,
running protein fields
with my protein eye.
Here's to a lousy life.
Here's to a lousy life.
Here's to a lousy life.
November in July.
Eyes glistening
in darkness,
like freshly
crushed flies.
Fourteen bones
held together
by avian phlegm.
When
the whistling
has ended,
I won't stale
again.
Slurry soul.
Unbearable
clink
fraying through
tartared chink,
Took the Dorgi,
left the dent-
frozen fast
in the
sagging night.
4/4 of silence
5/4 of shame.
When the sneezings
subsided,
I wont stare
again.
INK, A DINK A DINK-
Hej do, hej do
A DINK A DINK A
DINK A DOO.
Hej do, hej do
Jutland is crooning
narcrotic Lorilies.
Ingen... ingenting.
Ingen... ingenting.
Awaiting command,
its huge snout-
wedged between my thighs.
Ingen... ingenting.
Ingen... ingenting.
INK, A DINK A DINK
Hej do, hej do
A DINK A DINK A
DINK A DOO.
Hej do, hej do
Jutland is hvining
while stars fall in thuds,
Ingen... ingenting.
Ingen... ingenting.
flattening the cheek,
like soft muffled scuds.
Ingen... ingenting.
Ingen... ingenting.
Tongues lick
the lead Lego,
they won't be
denied.
If you're listening
to this,
you must have
survived.
My only pige
passed
your only dreng
in Jutland's
sheer city.
Farvel, farvel
November in July
Apropolis lip
to where
acid-fast
fly.
Crepey
and shiny.
guanine restrain.
While out
lifting scalp,
I will not glare again.
Took the shilling,
ditched
the score,
frozen fast
in the
lowering
night.
In the
lowering
left-testicle
Heya, heya, heya, heya.
Heya, heya, heya, heya.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Heya, heya, heya, heya.
Heya, heya, heya, heya.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Blowing up bullfrogs
with a straw.
Blowing up bullfrogs
with a straw.
Blowing up bullfrogs
with a straw.
Staring
into their eyes
just before they
burst.
Heya, heya, heya, heya.
Heya, heya, heya, heya.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Heya, heya, heya, heya.
Heya, heya, heya, heya.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
Room full of mice.
No ear, two tails,
one eye, three
toes.
No ear, two tails,
one eye, three
toes.
No ear, two tails,
one eye, three
"A moving aria
for a vanished
style of mind
A noble debut
tackling vertiginous
demands
Has absence ever
sounded so
eloquent
so sad
I doubt it?"
With an arm
across the
torso
face on
the nails
with an arm
across the
torso
face on
the pale
monkey
nails
"Touching the
shattered lives
it unearths
A nocturne
filled with
glorious ideas
A chilling
exploration
of erotic consumption"
With an arm
across the
torso
face on
the nails
with an arm
across the
torso
face on
the pale
monkey
nails
Cossacks are
charging in
charging into
fields of
white roses
Cossacks are
charging in
charging into
fields of
white roses
"That's a nice suit"
"That's a swanky suit"
"Been a pope like no other"
"I'm looking for a good cowboy"
"A rare outcry makes you lead a larger life"
"You could easily picture this in the current top ten"
"Medieval savagery
Calculated cruelty"
"It's hard to pick the worst moment"
Calculated cruelty"
"It's hard to pick the worst moment"
With an arm
across the
torso
face on
the nails
with an arm
across the
torso
face on
the pale
monkey
Flat nose whistle
goes up ahead.
Up ahead
on the El Greco
grunt-
God creates man
and then animals.
Bilge!
God creates animals
and then man.
Jackaroo
in the slew.
-let its tinnitustic needles
sew back shadow.
She holds a baby
made of towels
up ahead.
Up ahead
on the
baleen
bronchial-
Jacob's offspring
in Egypt totalled
seventy.
Hogwash!
Jacob's offspring
in Egypt totalled
seventy five.
Contritio/Attritio.
-let the leashes strain
sustain those
jaw-joints surging.
Aw-shucks.
Aw-Gee.
The Porter sticks
with the
Porter's dreams.
(Shoot to a wing-tip pawing the ground.)
I wouldn't trust him not to dance
a drachma across his knuckles.
Twenty-seven inches from heel to heel-
Lardie, Lardie, Lardie.
-while every skin is raised.
While every eye was grazed.
Thrushy-tongue
lolling
up ahead.
Up ahead
on the
sarcomere
stump-
The women
came to the tomb
at dawn.
Booty chatter!
The women came
when the sun
had risen.
Laps/Relapse.
-let this throat's
Colombian Necktie-
choke that Franglais.
Flat nose whistle
goes up ahead.
Up ahead
on the
Pilates punk.
The righteous
shall flourish
like a palm tree.
GTFO!
The righteous
shall perish
and no man
layeth it to heart.
I swerved
away
into the dark.
Forty-five inches
from heel to heel...
Forty-five inches
from heel to heel...
Forty-five inches
from heel to heel...
There
but for
the grace
of god
goes
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