CHOCOLATES I remember everything as I sit alone all our mornings and our evening times So I'm getting my coat and your chocolates All the buildings from the train pass me in a blur and the trees and moving just as fast still I'm moving along with your chocolates They substitute the telegram with the fax machine What did you substitute me with? Am I bringing you down when I'm bringing you candy? All I want is the best for you tonight All I want is you to have, a life as sweet as it can be and to know everything will be all right The overtook the doorman with the intercom What did you overtake me with? At your step, I feel the air as it starts to thin Like the air that you had somehow vanished in still I'm holding my breath and your chocolates, yeah So I'm leaving your door and your chocolates As I'm wandering on, do you wonder boy? ANGEL ON A TRAMPOLINE Angel on a trampoline when will you get off? cause the world is waiting on your wings one more flip and you're off you've had more time than anyone and still that's not enough angel on a trampoline, get off! Angel on a diving board when will you jump off? cause the ladder's full with everyone waiting for you to drop cause you can't dive off for anything and nothing's not enough angel on a diving board, get off! cause you take your time with everything if you think you're great you're not cause the world outside you disappears when you take those feathers off angel on a balance beam where do you get off? cause the world outside will reappear the moment that you drop the world still has its wonders but those wonders aren't enough angel on a balance beam, get off! A BOY IN LOVE tell me once before you leave me Tell me once before you go I was poorly educated so I didn't get the joke Tell me once before you cure me Tell me once before you go I'm that curable romantic who made you go I was a boy in chains with you tugging at the reins it seems I was a boy in love, and love ain't easy I was a falling pin, blown away by my high ideals you chalking up the wins, cause winning's easy SUGAR & PROMISES when I saw you dancing you were so sublime had all your moves down and worked it so fine I'm not the kind of guy to wait and see or miss out on a golden opportunity but Johnny don't go there, it's best not to go there when we started talking you were so polite a bit on the dry side so I forced an invite Don't get me started or put out the fire I dropped the ice pick when I saw you smile but Johnny don't go there, it's best not to go there Better be careful now and watch your step that goes double for one fed on sugar and promises and everything nice let that be a warning sign here's a tired moral you can hold at night It ain't much to sleep with, but you keep your pride and after the years, to see it's still intact well, who would have thought he could read a road map? THE MATTACHINE SOCIETY you've been a friend of mine one I depend upon for good advice we're everyday people and everyday we find a struggle in our lives If things were easy, who'd need your sympathy your doting arms or your tender words? Well, Mattachine, I know you'll always be there for me when this tantrum dies and you'll always be the one I need when I need advice who put everything back in place when the world's gone awry You're my Mattachine Sure is a rocky road when you're the sorry thing who's fit to be tied and life deals you a blow and all you want to do is sleep and say "good night" stare at the TV sleep is uneasy don't want your sympathy your doting arms or your tender words SUNDAY MORNING you read the morning funnies and when the funny papers are through you ditch all our possessions of cereal bowls and spoons and crawl back to your pillow to snooze and stick to me like honey sticking to a spoon cause you know I like my honey and a tablespoon won't do I need more and more honey that's you! On Sunday morning, Sunday morning you can hear those church bells ring waking up the whole neighborhood for good It's Sunday morning but we ain't marching off to any Sunday school even though we're told all God's children do we live on milk and honey a simple fare it's true and when the cupboard's empty sometimes our wallets are too we dine on bread and chili don't you? and when the days are sunny on when the days are blue we have our Sunday mornings to look forward to every Sunday morning spent with you 9 MONTHS LATER I hear the beating and the beating time tell the little children not to make the minds up the tracks are covered and the bridges are burned this train is moving and there's just no turning back nine months later I'm a gal in trouble Nine months later is nine months later the glass is broken and the milk is gone go to bed hungry and watch out where you step I was born in the wagon of a traveling show Mama used to say that's just the way things go Nine months later I'm a gal in trouble nine months later is nine months later SAD GAY LIFE well, you fit yourself so well in a little tiny jar and you wonder if you'll ever get out cause a mister suits you well when he's the master of your house and you're wishing that you never get out you resist what they talk about their conventions, they are so played out welcome to your sad gay life well the girl across the street, she's got everything you need and you wonder if you're making it out cause she's so soft and demure and then still she owns the world and you wish one day that she would own yours well, you'd throw your hearts away if you could for heaven's sake but it's something that just won't wash off what you get for in return is some trouble but you learn it's just trouble, and this is your life STEAM all pumped up and weightless and you're gone like some perfect cloud I'm stepping on Gone one minute, then the next you're there All your words are water and then air you had left the party when you came and you lingered for a minute, then you ran I like love like apricots and you like kerosene or maybe I'll just swallow anything You like fighting everything I am as if I were a callous on your hand If you rub it, perhaps I'll just go away or if it doesn't bother you then I'll stay the joke has parked its truck outside your door I'm inside and I'm rolling in reverse and the wheels are spinning wildly on your lawn steam one minute, flash, then they're gone STAR WISH star wish, you made a mess of my life cause I wasn't thinking clearly when I saw you falling out of the sky and all the things I thought I ever wanted were just vain and hollow and to date, I'm cleaning up the mess you've made of my life Why'd you see me coming through the thousand others passing you by? and what I thought I wanted was the worst thing I could think of and of course, the only thing you'd use to mess up my life you were there for everything, even though I wished you weren't and I let you slip away, another case in point I had everything I needed in my own backyard, until today now I have not I throw quarters, quarters in a fountain with the hope that one of them will work and you will change your mind and then you'll return and you can find it in your heart to erase these stupid wishes that I wanted then I'll wish for you the rest of my life PHOTOGRAPH in the photograph in the one where you sat, straddled on his lap in your bathing suit he was there (where were you?) he was hot and you were cool, and so removed in the photograph, not the one which caught you laugh or the one of you in your birthday suit but the one where you sat so removed on handsome's lap yeah, that was you and there like venus floating by lightly tethered on a string mama though you the perfect bride to play out those scenes from a marriage but handsome did then as handsome does and you knew from the start just who handsome was you said you were "nobody's fool" but you played by all his stinking rules in the photograph, in the one where you sat his Oxford shirt over your bathing suit he knew every string to pull and one by one he'd pull until there wasn't anything you wouldn't do in the photograph, in the book on your lap who's the pretty girl with the look unglued? you were there, and that was you you were on your honeymoon when circumstances conspired and you grew very tired long before your time STORYTIME hello Mister Storytime nice to see your form again tell me you won't run away tell me I won't have to beg hello Mister Storytime all your glory in my face with a story I can read and a story that I need Number me among your minions and I'll be civilized If you need a volunteer you know I"m here to indulge your appetite we could both come out at your cotillion and be vilified then tear off our tuxedos in the grass and feel so countrified Come on Mister Storytime it's been so long I don't know when that I've had a storyline and my love life's running thin come on Mister Storytime tell me where, tell me when, tell me to go pack my bags tell me I won't need a thing If I startle you when I pull the trigger then I must apologize would it be such a heinous or a criminal thing to leave me satisfied? Come on Mister Storytime
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