You remind me of the babe.
What babe?
The babe with the power.
What power?
The power of voodoo.
Who do?
You do.
Do what?
Remind me of the babe.

THEN THE SHIP STRUCK A ROCK
(POWWWWW!)
LORD WHAT A SHOCK.
THE BULKHEAD WAS TURNED RIGHT OOOOVER

SHE TURNED NINE TIMES AROUND
AND THE POOR OLD DOG WAS DROWNED...



...I'M THE LAST OF THE IRISH
ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVER.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The truth will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll

And she's buying a stairway
To heaven...


This post was edited by Academy on Jul 2 2010 10:37pm

I have an instrumental track stuck in my head.

TAKE IT SAX MAN!!
..
..
.......

Ok sax man that was my fault i put you on the spot. But now youre all warmed up this next ones gonna be hot!

...
...
FUCKIN PLAY SOMETHIN SAX MAN

All the fleshy statues of the city-square goodbyes
Are flinging smooth-skin trinities and nakedness up into my eyes
Naked swan-necked girls, your arching backs into the sun
The highway ditch's black clouds split the median and
Breathing in of all the ribs of every bathing one

And in those trash-pit-ponds you bathe and
Oh, how you all gleam
Mindlessly bright where you're wet in
Your eye-lashing, fluid-splashing, rapid-flashing
Canal-bleaching dream
For me

This post was edited by Gorikain on Jul 3 2010 12:33am

D V N O
Four capital letters
Printed in gold
'Cause details make the girls sweat even more
while they're shaking their belt
No need to ask my name
to figure out how cool I am

Come day, go day
Wish in my heart it was Sunday
Drinking buttermilk all the week
and whiskey on a Sunday

I'm a curio
In a traveling show
I don't mind being a big fat boy, me
But I'd rather be
A giant.

Well, Tattooed Tatiana soon showed me her anchor
And picking her scabs she said 'Taste salt and hanker!'
Then she left me tossed to the waves and the fog
She said I was green, I was sick as a dog!

At Greenwich a Captain with a chest full of gold
Took fancy to prizes he stowed in the hold
Our own pretty twins, name of Lilly and Lu
He hoped they could show him a good trick or two!

Shot take it in shot of indigo...


American tale
one hand free
one on the rail
what if we
march us
to the grave?
or we make
reason
an act of
treason
ooooooooooooo eeeeeeeee eeeeeyyyy
aaaaaaaroooooooooo....


shot take it in shot of indigo
new world scheme,
build but go slow
higher life






OOOOOOOEEEEEEEEE EYYYY TAKE IT IN TAKE IT INDIGOOOOO
SHOUT TAKE IT OUT SHOUT THE END AND GO FOR


AMERRRRRICANNN TAAAAAAALE
ONE HAND FREE, ONE ON THE RAIL
WHAT IF WE MARCH US TO THE GRAAAAVE?
OR WE MAKE TREASON
AN ACT OF... REASON?
FEAR DRAGS HOPE BACK TO THE CAVE.


AAAAAARRROOOOOOOO.