BONE BOLD BRAZEN
the 2nd amendment’s on the street eyeing people that he meets
with his AK-47 under his thumb
there’s a rumor going ‘round that the people of his town
just let him carry around one
it’s the protection that he needs as he lies in the weeds
cackling at the battle begun
he’s got his dogs on the loose
to cover his naked caboose
some wanna throw him in a cell
but the zealots yell “Like hell!”
fingers on the triggers like
bony old daisies, you know
click
click
click
click
boom
the 2nd amendment’s on the street eyeing people that he meets
with his AK-47 under his thumb
there’s a rumor going ‘round that the people of his town
just let him carry around one
it’s the protection that he needs as he lies in the weeds
cackling at the battle begun
he’s got his dogs on the loose
to cover his naked caboose
some wanna throw him in a cell
but the zealots yell “Like hell!”
fingers on the triggers like
bony old daisies, you know
click
click
click
click
boom
WHERE ARE WE GOING, WHERE HAVE WE BEEN?
Come gather ‘round strangers
and those who don’t care
to ignore all these words
and remain unaware
of those problems and faults
we neglect to repair
because the culture
is not worth debatin’
so turn on those screens
and we’ll all sit and stare
for the times, they’re not a-changin’.
Come actors and athletes
and pop idol gods
line up down front
and we’ll check out your bods
from ubiquitious billboards
you stir cones and rods,
but the logic’s not worth
contemplatin’
so dance down that path
where apathy trods
for the times, they’re not a-changin’.
Come senators and suits
with your votes and your wealth
whose hard party line
is your own mental health
keep pouring that oil
but not on yourself.
If the stock market
does any ravin’,
it says “You should’ve kept a good grip
on the hand you were dealt
for the times, they’re not a-changin’.”
Come gather ‘round strangers
and those who don’t care
to ignore all these words
and remain unaware
of those problems and faults
we neglect to repair
because the culture
is not worth debatin’
so turn on those screens
and we’ll all sit and stare
for the times, they’re not a-changin’.
Come actors and athletes
and pop idol gods
line up down front
and we’ll check out your bods
from ubiquitious billboards
you stir cones and rods,
but the logic’s not worth
contemplatin’
so dance down that path
where apathy trods
for the times, they’re not a-changin’.
Come senators and suits
with your votes and your wealth
whose hard party line
is your own mental health
keep pouring that oil
but not on yourself.
If the stock market
does any ravin’,
it says “You should’ve kept a good grip
on the hand you were dealt
for the times, they’re not a-changin’.”
TEACH YOUR CHILDREN
You
in the large abode
it's a heavy load
when you do live high
But you
your conflicted heart
will tear you apart
if it grows too dry
So treat
your servants well
though a tough sell
when you're the good guy
You can ask them if they're fine
if you find you have the time
pour them a glass of wine
when the work's all through
And you
cranking the gears
delight in the cheers
of people that can buy
So please
live this cold truth
for if you sleuth
no justice you will find
Treat
your masters well
for they can tell
when there is less pie
Don't you ever ask them why
they'll just say it's your design
so just serve them and comply
it's how God made you.
You
in the large abode
it's a heavy load
when you do live high
But you
your conflicted heart
will tear you apart
if it grows too dry
So treat
your servants well
though a tough sell
when you're the good guy
You can ask them if they're fine
if you find you have the time
pour them a glass of wine
when the work's all through
And you
cranking the gears
delight in the cheers
of people that can buy
So please
live this cold truth
for if you sleuth
no justice you will find
Treat
your masters well
for they can tell
when there is less pie
Don't you ever ask them why
they'll just say it's your design
so just serve them and comply
it's how God made you.
FEELING PINK
‘I feel
cold as a razorblade
tight as a tourniquet
dry as a funeral drum’
I wish
I could ignite those spectacles
could measure the chemicals
flowing through Roger’s head
when he
came up with that metaphor
unlocked a different door
turned all our souls a little pink
I would
drink it like Drain-o
till I’m an erupting volcano
a ballpoint that sears like the sun
but I will
work these hands like servants
take advantage of the currents
till one of my turns comes on
‘I feel
cold as a razorblade
tight as a tourniquet
dry as a funeral drum’
I wish
I could ignite those spectacles
could measure the chemicals
flowing through Roger’s head
when he
came up with that metaphor
unlocked a different door
turned all our souls a little pink
I would
drink it like Drain-o
till I’m an erupting volcano
a ballpoint that sears like the sun
but I will
work these hands like servants
take advantage of the currents
till one of my turns comes on
Plonk
Ronnie woke up early
and went towards the hillside
but everything was diff’rent, the same hill never the same
There sat this minstrel drifter
The concrete’s grinned divorcer
his mind upon his guitar and these words upon his mind
Sing us songs with words like hills
a voice that needs no mirror
sing them tall and sing them like the last words ever said
For I’ve no use photos
and I’ve no use for towers
and I’ve no use for a life that won’t revolve around the sun
There sat this sagey singer
The country’s stringed enforcer
his mind upon his guitar and no thoughts to cloud his mind
Ronnie woke up early
and went towards the hillside
but everything was diff’rent, the same hill never the same
There sat this minstrel drifter
The concrete’s grinned divorcer
his mind upon his guitar and these words upon his mind
Sing us songs with words like hills
a voice that needs no mirror
sing them tall and sing them like the last words ever said
For I’ve no use photos
and I’ve no use for towers
and I’ve no use for a life that won’t revolve around the sun
There sat this sagey singer
The country’s stringed enforcer
his mind upon his guitar and no thoughts to cloud his mind
FLOAT
No I'm not
No I'm not
No I'm not the same
No I'm not the same
No I'm not the same
No I'm not the same
I'm so glad I changed
No I'm not the same
I used to shuffle through my life eyes to the ground
I don't shuffle, now i
Float
Just floatin on, just floatin on, just float
They can't believe a cloud could be so bold
just floatin on, just floatin in my boat
I don’t march, I don’t mope, I don’t mind
I just float
Float mmm float
Float
Float
I just float
I’m light beyond measure
I’m light beyond measure
Yeah darlin’ I float
It’s hard to drink in this mystery, love
And not be fucked to the toes
We’re writing these words in deep purple
Sit back and watch ‘em, they might just explode
Say “Hey Hammurabi, ya heard of Samahdi?
Sit and dissolve your ego!”
I used to only just aim-to-please
I used to do my own sentencing
Now I have had several catharsises
After several encounters with Narcissus
Had to make peace with this history
Had to find new ways of being for me
Unlearning unburdens me and I
Float
Just floatin on, just floatin on, I float
This spirit's only anchored by its ghosts
Just floatin on, just floatin on, I float
I don't march, I don’t mope, I don’t mind
I just
No I'm not
No I'm not
No I'm not the same
No I'm not the same
No I'm not the same
No I'm not the same
I'm so glad I changed
No I'm not the same
I used to shuffle through my life eyes to the ground
I don't shuffle, now i
Float
Just floatin on, just floatin on, just float
They can't believe a cloud could be so bold
just floatin on, just floatin in my boat
I don’t march, I don’t mope, I don’t mind
I just float
Float mmm float
Float
Float
I just float
I’m light beyond measure
I’m light beyond measure
Yeah darlin’ I float
It’s hard to drink in this mystery, love
And not be fucked to the toes
We’re writing these words in deep purple
Sit back and watch ‘em, they might just explode
Say “Hey Hammurabi, ya heard of Samahdi?
Sit and dissolve your ego!”
I used to only just aim-to-please
I used to do my own sentencing
Now I have had several catharsises
After several encounters with Narcissus
Had to make peace with this history
Had to find new ways of being for me
Unlearning unburdens me and I
Float
Just floatin on, just floatin on, I float
This spirit's only anchored by its ghosts
Just floatin on, just floatin on, I float
I don't march, I don’t mope, I don’t mind
I just