The ocean

January 31, 2008

The ocean

Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the shore
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Dawn by the sea

birthes a hollow hair
Part of a figure head
It nearly drive me crazy
I am a lazy son
My death would get things done
Mostly they ho-ho-ho

But here comes the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land
That has been

Down by the sea, down by the sea
Down by the sea, down by the sea

Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the shore
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Dawn by the sea

Insects are evil thoughts
Fought off by selfish men
It nearly drives me crazy
I am a lazy son
I never get things done
Mostly they ho-ho-holler

But here comes the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land
That has been

Dawn by the sea, …

Here comes,…


What goes on

January 31, 2008

What goes on

What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down.
What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am upside down.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright.
I’m going up, and I’m going down.
I’m going from side to side.
See the bells, up in the sky,
Somebody’s cut their string in two.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright.
One minute born, one minute doomed,
One minute up, one minute down.
What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright.


Lady Godiva’s operation

January 31, 2008

Lady Godiva’s operation

Lady Godiva here dressed so demurely
Pats the head of another curly haired boy, just another toy
Sick with silence she weps sincerely
saying word that have oh so clearly been said
so long ago
Draperies wrapped gently ’round her shoulder
Life has made her that much bolder now
that she’s found out how
Dressed in silk, latin lace and envy
Pride and joy of the latest penny faire
pretty passing care
Hair today now dipped in the water
Making love to every poor daughter’s son
isn’t it fun
Now today propping grace with envy
Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone’s there
and hasn’t a care
Doctor is coming the nurse thinks SWEETLY
Turning on the machines that NEATLY pump air
the body lies bare
Shaved and hairless what once was SCREAMING
now lies silent and almost SLEEPING
the brain must have gone away
Straped securly to the white table
ether caused the body to wither and writhe
underneath the white light
Doctor arrives with knife and baggage
sees the growth as just so much cabbage
that now
must be cut away
Now come the moment of Great! Great! Decision!
The doctor is making his first incision
One goes here–one goes there
The ether tube’s leaking says someone who’s sloppy
the patient it seems is not so well sleeping
The screams echo up the hall
Don’t panic someone give him pentathol instantly
Doctor removes his blade
cagily slow from the brain
By my count of ten–
the head won’t move


Cool it down

January 31, 2008

Cool it down

Somebody took the papers
And somebody’s got the key
And somebody nailed the door shut
That says hey what you think that you see
But me l’m down around the corner
You know I’m lookin’ for Miss Linda Lee
Because she’s got the power to love me by the hour
Gives me double you L-O-V-E

Hey baby if you want it so fast
Don’t you know that it ain’t gonna last
Of course you know it makes no difference to me

Somebody’s got the time time
Somebody’s got the right
All of the other people
Tryin’ to use up the night
But now me l’m out on the corner
You know I’m lookin’ for Miss Linda Lee
Because she’s got the power to love me by the hour
Gives me double you L-O-V-E

Ooh if you want it so fast
Don’t you know honey you can get it so fast
But of course you know it makes no difference to me

Oh oh oh you’d better cool it down
You know you’d better cool it down
You know you’d better cool it down
You know you’d better cool it down

Oh hey if you want it so fast
Now lookie baby don’t you want it to last
But of course you know that it makes no difference to me
Oh you’d better cool it down
You know you’d better cool it down
You know you’d better cool it down


Andy’s chest

January 31, 2008

Andy’s chest

If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here things were a bit askew

Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you?

If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite
Instead of an ocelot on a leash, I’d rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Cause ou know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear

And all the balls are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you

Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were grooving on the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Wich meant she tasted what she’d speak

But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now when people say her feet they mean her nose

And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you
And all the Roman Noblemen for you
And kingdom’s Christian Soldiers dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flamming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, Swoop
oh baby,
Rock Rock
Swoop, Swoop, Rock, Rock


All tomorrow’s parties

January 31, 2008

All tomorrow’s parties

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow’s parties
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow’s parties

And where will she go and what shall she do
When midnight comes around
She’ll turn once more to Sunday’s clown
And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow’s parties
Why silks and linens of yesterday’s gowns
To all tomorrow’s parties

And what will she do with Thursday’s rags
When Monday comes around
She’ll turn once more to Sunday’s clown
And cry behind the door

And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow’s parties
For Thursday’s child is Sunday’s clown
For whom none will go mourning

A blackened shroud, a hand-me-down gown
Of rags and silks, a costume
Fit for one who sits and cries
For all tomorrow’s parties


After hours

January 31, 2008

After hours

1-2-3
If you close the door, the night could last forever
Keep the sunshine out and say hello to never
All the people are dancing and they’re havin such fun
I wish it could happen to me
but if you close the door, I’d never have to see the day again.

If you close the door, the night could last forever,
Leave the wineglass out and drink a toast to never
Oh, someday I know someone will look into my eyes
and say hello — you’re my very special one–
but if you close the door, I’d never have to see the day again.

Dark cloudy bars
Shiny Cadillac cars
and the people on subways and trains
Looking gray in the rain
As they stand disarrayed And if you close the door, the night could last forever.
Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never
all the people are dancing and they’re having such fun
I wish it could happen to me
‘Cause if you close the door, I’d never have to see the day again.
I’d never have to see the day again.
(once more)
I’d never have to see the day again.