Captain Beefheart & The Magic Band

[fox69]

"Observatory Crest"

"Observatory Crest"


While the city was busy we wanted to rest
She decided to drive up to observatory crest
We'd just saw a concert and heard all the best
We went on a ride, we got outside
The sand was hot, she wanted to dance
We went round and round in observatory crest
Thought we'd saw flying saucers and all of the rest
Arms in high spaying from observatory crest
While the city was busy we wanted to rest
She decided to drive up to observatory crest
We'd just saw a concert and heard all the best
So the only thing to do
Was to drive up
And watch the city
From observatory crest

 

[fox69]

"Old Fart At Play"

"Old Fart At Play"


Pappy with the Khaki sweatband
Bowed goat potbellied barnyard that only he noticed
The old fart was smart
The old gold cloth madonna
Dancin' to the fiddle and saw
He ran down behind the knoll
And slipped on his wooden fishhead
The mouth worked and snapped all the bees back to the bungalow

Mama was flattenin' lard
With her red enamel rolling pin
When the fishhead broke the window
Rubber eye erect and precisely detailed
Airholes from which breath should come
Is now closely fit
With the chatter of the old fart inside

An assortment of observations took place
Mama licked her lips like a cat
Pecked the ground like a rooster
Pivoted like a duck
Her stockings down caught dust and doughballs
She cracked her mouth glaze, caught one eyelash
Rubbed her hands on her gorgeous gingham
Her hands grasped sticky metal intricate latchwork
Open to the room, a smell cold mixed with bologna
Rubber bands crumpled wax paper bonnets
Fat goose legs and special jellies
Ignited by the warmth of the room

The old fart smelled this through his important breather holes
Cleverly he dialed from within from the outside we observed
That the nose of the wooden mask
Where the holes had just been a moment ago
Was now smooth amazingly blended camouflaged in
With the very intricate rainbow trout replica

The old fart inside was now breathing freely
From his perfume bottle atomizer air bulb invention

His excited eyes from within the dark interior glazed
Watered in appreciation of his thoughtful preparation

Oh man, so heavy

 

[fox69]

"On Tomorrow"

"On Tomorrow"


We're all brothers of tomorrow
(We won't have to talk) we won't need to talk
We won't need to walk on tomorrow
Rush comes the love shapes to share shapes
Love love love on tomorrow

Baby spring son yellow wings red skies showing on
Lively ivy growing on tomorrow
Wish your way around
Hair stingin' to the ground
Silver streams all our dreams
Cleansed free of sorrow
Love love love, love love love
Lush skies above shapes to share shapes
Peace escapes to play away today tomorrow

Mothers graze on grasslands
Grazin' woman stands on today's shiftin' sands
Grazin' woman stands and baby springs on golden wings
Flies free of sorrow
On tomorrow
...
Woman grazin' on grasslands... on which it stands
We're all brothers on tomorrow...

 

[fox69]

"Orange Claw Hammer"

"Orange Claw Hammer"


A thick cloud caught a piper clubs tail
The match struck blue on a railroad rail
The old puff horse was just pullin' through
And a man wore a peg leg forever

I'm on the bum where the hobos run
The air breaks with filthy chatter
Oh, I don't care there's no place there
I don't think it matters

My skin's blazin' through and my clothes in tatters
And the railroad looked like a Y up the hill of ladders
One shoe fell on the gravel, one stick poked down
Gray of age fell down on a pair of ears

An eagle shined through my hole watch pocket
A gingham girl, baby girl, passed me by in tears
A jack rabbit raised his folded ears
A beautiful sagebrush jackrabbit

And an oriole sang like an orange
His breast full of worms and his tail clawed the evenin' like a hammer
His wings took to air like a bomber
And my rain can caught me a cup of water
When I got into town, odd jobs mam ah, your horse I'll fodder
I'm the 'round house man, I once was your father

A little up the road, a wooden candy stripe barber pole
And above it read a sign, "Painless Parker"
Lic-licorice twisted around under a fly
And a youngster cocked her eye

God before me if I'm not crazy is my daughter
Come little one with your little dimpled fingers
Give me one and I'll buy you a cherry phosphate

Take you down to the foamin' brine and water
And show you the wooden tits on the Goddess
With the pole out's full sail
That tempted away your peg-legged father

I was shanghaied by a high hat beaver moustache man
And his pirate friend
I woke up in vomit and beer in a banana bin
And a soft lass with brown skin
Bore me seven babies with snappin' black eyes
And beautiful ebony skin

And here it is I'm with you my daughter
Thirty years away can make a seaman's eyes
A round house man's eyes flow out water, salt water

 

[fox69]

"Owed T'alex"

"Owed T'alex"


Stupid heart, cupid heart
Where will you go from here?
Magnetic ring, magnetic draw
Ooh, what you got me into?

I'm a wolf, chrome craw
Leavin' you now
I'll write ya, ma
Takin' a putt up to Carson City

Well, if you hear me howlin'
Well hell, sittin' pretty
Tasting nitty gritty
Puttin' on in to Carson City

Sparks, tattoos, two tats and a toot
Helmets, crosses, and a patch to boot
Engine hot, pipes burn white
Glad I'm not home tonight
Five miles back I took a spill
Thought I almost paid my bill
Makin' my putt to Carson City

Party time with the Jones-by-name
Ah, it's a shame
Say, it's a pity
Gotta putt outta Carson City
...

 

[fox69]

"Pachuco Cadaver"

"Pachuco Cadaver"


A squid eating dough in a polyethylene bag is fast and bulbous, got me?

When she wears her bolero then she begin to dance
All the pachucos start withholding hands
When she drives her Chevy, sissies don't dare to glance
Yellow jackets and red devils buzzing 'round her hair hive ho

She wears her past like a present
Takes her fancy in the past
Her sedan skims along the floorboard
Her two pipes humming carbon cum

Got her wheel out of a B-29 Bomber
Brody knob amber
Spanish fringe and talcum tassles
Forever amber

She looks like an old squaw Indian
She's ninety-nine she won't go down
Avocado green and alfalfa yellow
Adorn her to the ground

Tattoos and tarnished utensils
A snow white bag full of tunes
Drives a cartoon around
Drives a cartoon around

Broma seltzer blue umbrella
Keeps her up off the ground
Round red sombreros
Wrap her high tap horsey shoes

When she unfolds her umbrella
Pachucos got the blues
Her loving makes me so happy
If I smiled I'd crack my chin

Her eyes are so peaceful
Thinks it's heaven she been
Her skin is as smooth as the daisies
In the center where the sun shines in
Smiles as sweet as honey
Her teeth as clean as the combs where the bees go in

When she walks, flowers surround her
Let their nectar come in to the air around her
She loves, her love sticks out like stars
Her loving stick out like stars

 

[fox69]

"Party Of Special Things To Do"

"Party Of Special Things To Do"


The camel wore a nightie...
At the party of special things to do

When the stiff wind blows
The flag don't wiggle
In the party of special things to do

I met the Ace of Love
She took me to her plantation
For love without separation
In the party of special things to do
I could happen to me
It could happen to you

I met the Ace of Love
She said I want you to go
To a party of special things to do
And when you're through
I'll be right here waiting for you
Here take these sparks
So that my distant cousins can get along with you
Watch out for the Mirror Man
And Elixir Sue

When I got to the party of special things to do it wasn't hard
To find Elixir Sue. I met all the cars, the wild cards, the One-Eye
Jills, the Red Queen. She turned her head, you know what I mean, she
Turned it back and said, "I got a brand new game I want to lay on you..."

I met them all
At the party of special things to do
When I was done
I was far from through
I returned to the Ace of Love
Now wouldn't you?

I met them all
I met them all
I met them all
At the party of special things to do
The camel wore a nightie
At the party of special things to do...

 

[fox69]

"Pena"

"Pena"


(Fast and bulbous!)
Fast and bulbous!
(Okay, do it again...)
(Love that...)
Fast and bulbous!
(That's right, the mascara snake, fast and bulbous)
Bulbous also tapered
(Yeah, but you've gotta wait until I say: also, a tin teardrop)
Christ
(Again, beginning)
Fast and bulbous!
(That's right, the mascara snake, fast and bulbous. Also, a tin teardrop)
Bulbous also tapered
(That's right)

Pena, her little head clinking like a barrel of red velvet balls
Full past noise
Treats filled her eyes, turning them yellow like enamel coated tacks
Soft like butter hard not to pour out
Enjoying the sun while sitting on a turned on waffle iron
Smoke billowing up from between her legs
Made me vomit beautifully and crush a chandelier
Fall on my stomach and view her from a thousand happened facets
Liquid red salt ran over crystals
I later Band-Aided the area, sighed, "Oh well it was worth it"

Pena, pleased but sore from sitting, chose to stub her toe
And view the white pulps horribly large in their red pockets
"I'm tired of playing baby," she exclaimed.
And out of a blue felt box let escape one yellow butterfly the same size
Its droppings were tiny green phosphorous worms
That moved in tuck and rolls that clacked and whispered in their confinement

Three little burnt scotch taped windows, several yards away
Mouths open to tongues that vibrated and lost saliva
Pena exclaimed, "That's the raspberries"

 

[fox69]

"Petrified Forest"

"Petrified Forest"


Human bark 'n beautyless hide from beauty
Bow your eyes 'n' heads to the duty of the dead's suck the ground
Breathe life into the dead dinosaurs
Let the past demons rear up 'n belch fire in the air of now
The rug's wearing out that we walk on
Soon it will fray 'n' we'll drop dead into yesterday
Must the breathing pay for those who breathe in 'n' don't breathe out
There'd be no gain, brothers, if no one would play
'N for your games count me 'n all that can see
Breathe in 'n out hungry today 'n' eat hearty tomorrow
Or eat away 'n be eaten some day
[?]
No seed shall sow in salt water
If the dinosaur cries with blood in his eyes
In the dinosaur cries with blood in his eyes
'N eats our babies for our lies
Belches fire in our skies
Maybe I'll die but he'll be rumbling through
Your petrified forest

 

[fox69]

"Plastic Factory"

"Plastic Factory"


Phosphorus chimney burnin'
Modern-men's a-learnin'
Time and space a-turnin'
Motor's engine churnin'
Factory's no place for me
Boss man let me be
Wind and wave all blowin'
Mountain and sky showin'
Bee and flower growin'
Boy and girl are glowin'
Factory's no place for me
Boss man let me be
Factory's no place for me
Boss man let me be
Minds inside are goin'
Muscle and bone are showin'
One thing sure am knowin'
Get a fire goin'
Factory's no place for me
Boss man let me be
Boss man leave me be
Boss man leave me be