STANDING THERE
Hey creepo's I'm
talking to you
I've got a message to give to you
You've got a problem we know
but there's something you ought to know
Standing there across the thoroughfare
They stand and stare with that gormless air
so funny to see how dumb some grown men can be
An unwanted weed a dying reed
left to consider life as it passes by
Ignoring your calling ignoring your taunting
Ignoring your feeling of self hate and loathing
how empty and pointless your life must seem
See them standing
See them staring
See them wearing that same stupid face
Sticks and stones may break bones
but these taunting crones
only cause inner groans
we ignore all your calling
ignore all your taunting
ignore all your problems
of self hate and loathing
somebody should show them
where to go
See them standing
See them staring
See them wearing that same creepy face
Standing there in the thoroughfare
They stand and stare with that gormless air
Does what you won't understand
scare and make you mad?
resentful and envious
don't you disgust yourself?
so funny to see
how pathetic some men can be
See them standing
See them staring
See them wearing that same stupid face
Ignore all their calling
Ignore all their taunting
Ignore all their faking
their self hate and loathing
somebody should show them
where to go
MANCHILD
They would seek high
they would seek low
calling their manchild
as the trouble did flow
There's always somebody to watch over me
I'm never alone
I wish they'd leave me be
Never
alone
I'm never alone
I'm just a boy not long for this world
I'm called Nelsito and I'm thirteen years old
for nearly two decades this vendetta has raged
There are no men I'm the last in the chain
last in the chain
I'm
manchild man
Marimba sing high
Marimba sing low
Marimba sing high as the cemetery grows
all have been wept
for husbands brothers grandsons
grandfathers nephews cousins
uncles fathers and sons
I
walk in boots too big for me
the women do cry as they watch over me
I work at the altar I try to be good
but just like the others
I'll soon travel in wood
I try
to be good
Manchild in wood
I wait for manhood
I'm the manchild
YOU!
When my ups are down
When my downs are up
I want you
Feeling inside out
and from the outside in
I want you
On the silver screen in a magazine
I see you
Through the telephone or a megaphone
I want you!
Assuring
confusing
I see you
In saintly reverence or wicked decadence
I want you!
When
the days just yawn
When the nights are long
I want you
In a coo-coo tone
then I shout it home
I want you!
PITY
Ugly words ugly
crimes
ugly thoughts invade your mind
No charity no dignity no sympathy
so I'll be deaf dumb and blind today
Nausea is
all I feel today
Divorce these crimes from my eyes
Lowered cowls silent vows
withered crocus on the ground abound
from your cell are distant bells
blossom falls like snow and dies in silence
All decays and breaks silence
All decays then dies
Sadness
chimes bitter times
hardened fools unfair unkind
Mercy me
Mercy you
Say you do have pity for the things we do
say you do you do
save me save me save me
no vision today
save me save me save me
no hearing or speaking today
Say you do
have pity for the things we do
Say you do you do
hear no evil
see no evil say no evil
hear no evil
see no evil say no evil
KILLING TIME
I wait and wait
sleepwalk the hourglass
this way and that the pendulum swings
Yes there's plenty of time
always time left to kill
does time stand still or hurtle on by?
Let time
unwind let all the cogs fall out
let mans machines collapse and rust
face down in the dust
I'll kiss no other lips
lifetime of nothing condemned without you
Been so
long here
I could die here lying by your side
But time won't claim me
time and me only
I'm just killing time
If the sun
went out
I wouldn't mind too much
Who needs the days to trouble to fill?
If the
moon didn't rise
I wouldn't be upset
Who needs moonshine
to cause tears to spill?
I've been
so long here
I could lie here
under dying sky
This thirst and hunger
holds no wonder
I'm just killing time
I await
your return
There's no ohter one |
WILLOW
I remember the
island
there's a tale to tell
Spin of the water wheel
snap of a conger eel
A triangular canvas
in a sea of green
Translucent
man o' war
staring to the shore
roller coaster rides
a wish on the fairy bridge
when lighting almost struck
we kicked the rock for luck
I remember
the ferry ride
I remember the night she died
all scenes from a play we see
plainly
slipped out of the blue
into the black
I remember the island
but we can't go back
willow willow
willow willow
PLUTO DRIVE
Let's go to pluto
the atmosphere's clear
we'll be really cool there
with nothing to fear
Let's go
to pluto
it's cold and it's damp
where children are heroes
death is high camp
I want to
see pluto
I want to have fun
I want to turn blue
under an alien sun
Oh let me
see pluto
it seems such a gas
with oceans of methane
and petrified grass
Let's go
to pluto
let's live on the dot
see the bad moon rising
in a lunacy knot
Come on
let's do pluto
it's really not far
an unleaded dream drive
to the prettiest star
I want to
see pluto
but maybe I'll wait
'til the world turns to meet
its plutonium fate
The days
will be long here
the years will be more
Let's go to pluto
like we did before
Let's go
to pluto
let's live on the dot
see the bad moon rising
in a lunacy knot
SPEEDING
Speeding my way with
no time to spare
Stealing away from that old nightmare
Speeding Speeding I am stealing
Against the grain unrestrained
I've invented a different game
and I'm dealing
dealing now I'm dealing
Something
out there is calling me
Beckoning me with urgency
Speeding Speeding I am leaving
Oh saints alive bless my soul
driveless now I'm in control
Speeding Speeding time is needing
Bad pennies return from whence they came
I'll be back like a boomerang
boom boom boom boom
Speeding
away with no time to spare
Speeding away from the same nightmare
Freedom freedom icy freedom
The trail ahead is dark and unsound
but I'm lapping it up like a greedy hound
Free at last of the city sounds
Free at last to put my foot right down
boom boom boom boom
Shut your
eyes let's hold hands
overtaing on the tightest bends
throw the dice toss a penny in the air
Heads or tails the devil may care
Speeding Speeding time is needing
Bad pennies return from whence they came
It all comes back like a boomerang
boom boom boom boom
Speeding Speeding
I am stealing
boom boom boom boom
Speeding Speeding I am stealing
boom boom boom boom
MORRINA
The crescent flight of the moon
casts a pleasant light on my skin
Soothing satellite cruise
moving on again
Distant
trains on the breeze
Distant throats start to freeze
Tearful eyes growing dim
moving on again
Cats that
sound like babies crying
Magpie feathers in the rain
Christmas in your hair reclining
moving on again
Moving on
again
We are moving on again
FURY EYES
Punch me judy make me cry
you'll disappear and then I'll die
A love that's lost always returns
to feed the fire a heart that burns
There's no sleep for fury eyes
so deep are the the eyes of fury
Watching faces changing places
running rings around the moon
exchanging glances taking chances
did we laugh and sing too soon
Our stomachs turn on a fever stream
but with no mosquito bite
rabid kisses in a dream
still we can't escape the sight
There's no sleep for fury eyes
so deep are the eyes of fury
Tonight they exorcise the ghost
of love from it's unyielding host
if that don't suit you scream and shout
if thine offend thee pluck it out
Alone in love with the other one
the one who doesn't know
and when we dance with the other one
the eyes of fury glow
Tonight they exorcise the ghost
of love from its unyielding host
if that don't suit you scream and shout
if thine offend thee pluck it out
Who'll weep for the fury eyes
beholding love a thing of beauty
there's no sleep for fury eyes
so deep are the eyes of fury |
FRUITMAN
Old man sits in a
apricot tree
he sees I and I see he
Old man sweet as the fruit he's picking
knows the rhythm of natures ticking
Gives a
smile of tooth and metal
winks an eye like a falling petal
face a furrowed field of life
tracks the years of the living knife
He I love he I know
Seasons come
so fruitman go
Through
the crowd I enter in
see the head of virgin skin
frail the old mans hand I take
peace be with you sunday shake
Sweet old man he turns to me
tries to tell me what's to be
He don't say no words at all
tears from him like fruit do fall
He I love he I know
See sons that come
so fruitman go
He I love
he I know
See sons that come
so fruitman go
UNTIEDUNDONE
Slide over here
listen to me
ripping wordstreams to unlock dreams
Take up the slack loosen these bonds
Unzip and undo untie my tongue
Untiedundone
It's
sucking out bones
through a melting phone
in a whispering eddy
I am undone
Untiedundone
Turning to
liquid starting to float
Everything's easy from now on
Untiedundone
Untiedundone
Unhook and
unhinge
in a river of dreams
rippling wordstreams
unravelling
Uncork the wine
let's toast the unborn it's my unbirthday
untied and undone
Unwrap
this gift in a state of undress
the future's uncertain nothing less
Untiedundone
Untiedundone
Untiedundone
SIMOOM
Drifting in
carried on dry winds
From across the nile the sirens in exile
Driven to tell
Driven to tell
Floating on a cloud
your face out of the crowd
A blinding
sun purging everyone
Beautiful word musical and sweet
Now all you can do is play the punishing beat
Now harsh and shrill
the word has become
twisted and bent
a hornets nest stirred up by the beating stick
Simoom Simoom
increasing speed sucking in dry heat
Simooom Simoom
you breath in suffocation
Relentless simoom blow and whistle this tune
Pouring in filling where once was space
Where once was light
Where once was a face
Driven to tell
Driven to tell
Driven to tell
Simoom Simoom
Simoom Simoom
Simoom Simoom
STROLLING
WOLF
At dusk through wheat field
Through the olive groves
and vineyards
Insects like aeroplanes
fly past a strolling man
Crackling
spike plant
Hovering hawk
All on the ground alive
Take a swig of moonshine
Listen to the madness whine
Andalucian
Andalucian
sunflowers
bulls and purple bees
Listen to the lone wolf strolling
Take a
swig of moonshine
Taste its heady wine
Andalucian
Andalucian
sunflowers
Bulls and purple bees
Lone wolf howling
Lone wolf howling
Strolling wolf
Strolling lone wolf
Andalucian...
VENUS SANDS
The morning star has long since gone
the sun is high in the sky
Shadowless a figure stands
stranded on venus sands
Up
in the blue and circling
the seabirds watch and wait
For movement of a certain kind
down on their dinner plate
Where children played a flower lays
Pulled and torn up
by its roots
And where it stood the empty space just
Screams Screams
Down on
the flats baby turtles race
for safety of the big deep
And white caps come crashing in
Indifferent to tender flesh
Shriek of
attack then moving in
A raucous clash a gourmet din
of cruel gull beaks and tearing skin
Screaming Screaming
Lit by the
evening star at Venus Sands
against a blood-orange sky
there's a shadow of a figure prone
Abandoned and all alone
venus sands
venus sands |