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[fox69]

"Friends"

"Friends"


Friends,
If the lord ever comes
descending from the skies in some fiery fashion
as so many say he will
You will not see me
going joyously to greet him expecting my deliverance,
but running for the hills
For if such a day should come to pass
this is no God come to save the human race,

but a big boat, like the ones our forefathers sailed
having made it across the great ocean to our shores
from outer space.

And friends
when that boat finally comes
ascending from the depths of our imagination
to appear within our sight
We'll be born again
as we've been so many times all throughout the ages
when we find that we're not right,
and with darkness lifted from our eyes,
then we'll find what should come as no surprise…

We're on a big boat like the ones our forefathers sailed
headed across the great ocean from our shores to outer space

 

[fox69]

"Fuck Your Face"

"Fuck Your Face"


I went down to the guitar store and I bought myself some things
Then I went home to fix this guitar to see if it could sing.
When I got done I plugged it in but it made no sound at all.
So I was gettin' pretty pissed and I plugged it into the wall.

Guess it's not a singing type, it would rather yell and spit.
If you don't think you'll like this guitar then you're really askin' for shit!
'Cause when I get mad, I get red, and then I start to steam.
And this guitar is gonna fuck your face 'cause it knows how to scream!

Hi, I'm Bill. I was the one who did the cover art for the Stone's Sucking in
the 70's LP.

 

[fox69]

"Fuego"

"Fuego"


I'm a sailor's girl, the best is yet to come
Rolling in my Fuego, I do my own stunts
I see guilty people, angels blowing horns

Some days it's just not worth gnawing through the straps
Freak out and throw stuff, World's Greatest Dad
Read a little book about Vlad the Impaler

Whoa, oh
Whoa, oh

Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling
Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling
Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling
Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling

I asked Diego if it was stolen
Inside your Fuego, we keep it rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Diego, Diego, Diego

 

[fox69]

"Ghost"

"Ghost"


I feel I never told you
The story of the ghost
That I once knew and talked to
Of whom I'd never boast
For this was my big secret
How I'd get ahead
And never have to worry
I'd call him instead
His answer came in actions
He never spoke a word
Or maybe I laid down the phone
Before he could be heard
I somehow feel forsaken
Like he had closed the door
I guess I just stopped needing him
As much as once before
But maybe he's still with me
The latch was left unhooked
He's waiting in the wind and rain
I simply haven't looked

 

[fox69]

"Glide"

"Glide"


And we're glad glad glad that you're alive
And we're glad glad glad that you'll arrive
And we're glad glad glad glad glad glad glad
And we're glad glad glad that you're a glide

 

[fox69]

"Golgi Apparatus"

"Golgi Apparatus"


I look into the finance box
Just to check my status
I look into the microscope
See Golgi Apparatus

Golgi, oh, woe is me
You can't even see the sea
Golgi, olgi, oh ooo olgi
Golgi
Golgi

They call him Lysasome
Cause he runs so fast
Runs like a junkyard dog
With a brain of brass

I saw you
With a ticket stub in your hand
Under the light
Middle of the night
Couldn't get it wrong
So I had to

 

[fox69]

"Gotta Jibboo"

"Gotta Jibboo"


Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
Papa sing gotta jibboo
Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
Papa sing gotta jibboo
Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
Papa sing gotta jibboo
Mama sing sing when she gotta jibboo
Gotta jibboo and you keep on drinking too

 

[fox69]

"Grind"

"Grind"


Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind

I can bend in sixty-eight ways
I have lived for twelve thousand days
Twenty-eight teeth inside my head
Grind three types of things and I'm sad that they're dead

Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind

 

[fox69]

"Guelah Papyrus"

"Guelah Papyrus"


Aboard a craft bereft of oar
I rowed upstream to find Lenore
Abducted by a bandit or
A king from some forgotten war

And mindful of his larval craze
The rhinotropic micro-gaze
Ignored it and to my amazement
Rode to Paris in twelve days

This is the work of the guelah papyrus
Stranded for a moment on the ocean of Osyrus
Absorbing all she can for every member of her clan
Expanding exponentially like some recursive virus

She take me on, I never fail
To ride on the redundant rail
'Cause when I know she's switched a track
There's always one to take me back

And through the bedroom door intrude
A fretful frown and spoil the mood
'Cause though I never really stand that tall
She tilt my frame, she watch me fall

[GUELAH (THE FLY)]

So maybe I could be a fly
And feed arachnid as I die
And view the ritual from within
The silken tunnel that they spin

And through the bedroom door intrude
A fretful frown and spoil the mood
'Cause though I never really stand that tall
She tilt my frame, she watch me fall

 

[fox69]

"Guyute"

"Guyute"


Guyute was the ugly pig
Who walked on me and danced a jig
That he had learned when he was six
Then stopped and did some other tricks

Like pulling weapons from his coat
And holding them against my throat
He lectured me in language strange
And scampered quickly out of range

I'm bouncing like a newborn elf
I can't remain inside myself
Guyute glances in my eyes
And manages to hypnotize

Me as I sleep the sleep of death
He sucks from me my only breath
That I had breathed since I was ten
I hope this happens once again