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"Corps De Blah"

"Corps De Blah"


Hence went and cracked an atom age old egg
Beneath my nose
The sky-clads ash with jettisoning the roost
I'm bumping into leghorns in the darkness

Excuse me
Dear god, excuse me

Accrue too flew and burned my teeth
With kitchen matches struck on stone
Boiling owls shriek
Arab widow flayed cadenzas

I'm wading through blue, vacant veins of Sterzing
The chiseller keeps slipping away

Cholesteroled mansions crowded with sulphured air
Dip to Kyrie's lone whistler in the shadows
Simitar sideburn, charging on the purple purlieus
Scrape to Goitres gray carnation through the stubble

Epicanthic knobbler of ninon
Arch to Macaronic mahout in the mascon

Ah, my old scabby Sachem
A sphinters tooting our tune
If only 'I' could pick you
Wed slosh, wed slide, we'd cling
'Round a kelloggs floor

His severed, yellow-eyes weeping
Da da da, da da da
From the spit-roast smoke curling
Da da da, da da da

"Rack off from this ravished slather"
"Keep your vile rattus small adult hand to yourself"
"Take your turnshoes and wobble"
"Turnshoes and wobble"

Jihad jive lobs leaking beanbag
Through a cut-out clowns astonished mouth
Shrivelled pods climb to the sun
Beneath your skirts

Then suddenly, there's hissing on the gumbo
I'm drowning in yonical tears

Grinding upheaval
Always affects the genitals
Sniff to breaths bereft Manhattans in the Duma

Unleavened bread-head
The window behind, alive with wheeze driven flakes
Bob to rotting grapes bunch brooch on chest of bruises

Nothing clears a room like removing a brain
Hail the rain
Hail the rain
Hail the rain

Ah, my sweet Sagamore wino
Face full of drunken ticks
If only I could sip you

Like flies sip at wide eyes
On a desert floor
We could move to the sticks
Say Earl's Court or Embankment
While the Thames flows black as camel piss
Let the icy thermals dervish around our feet

Dare, step out on me
I'll step out on you
Dare, step out on me
I'll step out on you

Bish Bosch and what more
Aare depositions for?

Eukaryotic gobbler of gavotte
Knee to deafening tiny feet upon the branches
Altair, Vega, Drogba and Deneb
Doff to dentist's stoop of moon above the haunches

Sealable nostrils
Squeezed through eye of coupling pin
Heil to ober-bearing night starting to smoulder

First fiddlers mark
Right there, under the jaw
Nod to double-bladed axe
Poised over shoulder
 
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"Cossacks Are"

"Cossacks Are"


"A moving aria
for a vanished
style of mind
A noble debut
tackling vertiginous
demands
Has absence ever
sounded so
eloquent
so sad
I doubt it?"
With an arm
across the
torso
face on
the nails
with an arm
across the
torso
face on
the pale
monkey
nails
"Touching the
shattered lives
it unearths
A nocturne
filled with
glorious ideas
A chilling
exploration
of erotic consumption"
With an arm
across the
torso
face on
the nails
with an arm
across the
torso
face on
the pale
monkey
nails
Cossacks are
charging in
charging into
fields of
white roses
Cossacks are
charging in
charging into
fields of
white roses
"That's a nice suit"
"That's a swanky suit"
"Been a pope like no other"
"I'm looking for a good cowboy"
"A rare outcry makes you lead a larger life"
"You could easily picture this in the current top ten"
"Medieval savagery
Calculated cruelty"
"It's hard to pick the worst moment"
Calculated cruelty"
"It's hard to pick the worst moment"
With an arm
across the
torso
face on
the nails
with an arm
across the
torso
face on
the pale
monkey
nails
 
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"Cowbells Shakin'"

"Cowbells Shakin'"


Andrea turn to me and hear what I'm sayin'
And why must you always be kneelin' and prayin'
Though hard as I run
I can't overcome
The things that this city has taken
Cowbells shakin'

Go back to our village awailin' and weepin'
And tell your fat momma the life we've been keepin'
Your head waiter brother won't give me a job
And I've walked these streets till I'm breakin'
Cowbells shakin'

Andrea speak up can't you hear what I'm sayin'
And why must you always be kneelin' and prayin'
 
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"Cowboy"

"Cowboy"


Cold gray buildings
Where hills should be
Steel and concrete
Closing in on me
City faces haunt the places
I rode alone
Cowboy, cowboy
Carvin can't hide
It's too late to fight now
To turn, to try.

Winds that once blew free
Now scatters dust through the sky
Cowboy, cowboy
Carvin can't hide
It's too late to fight now
To turn, to try.
 
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"Cue"

"Cue"


What do Seoul/Sudan have in common?
Both start with an S
Deep as a virus
Little Mary
Little Mary
From scratchless I ascend
Stamps tongue-swabbed
Now embark for the Ivory Coast
Chiming like mouse bells
BAM BAM BAM BAM
BAM BAM BAM BAM
At the birth of a vermin Holy Ghost
Stars led to sky
Lash led to eye
Herpes to clit
Then stopped
Expect
I'm carried by lanterns
Expect
I will follow the aerosol patterns
Immunity won't feed on the bodies
Bones closing
Too soon at the tips
Won't feed on the bodies
From the fat black crocodile on the sand bar
Can't swallow it then bury it
From the voice flooded semen clotting to paste
Can't swallow it then bury it
And the jigger raps pits
Darkness long
Jigger raps pits
BAM BAM BAM BAM
BAM BAM BAM BAM
Shoes had to shine
Splicing to swine
Strain after strain after strain after strain
Immunity
Immunity
Through the dominant wards and nurseries
A flugleman moves
In the lung-smeared slides and corridors
A flugleman moves
And his tune rises on the harvest clouds of dust
Trading the wah-wah's for
BAM BAM BAM BAM
BAM BAM BAM BAM
Stars led to sky
Toe led to thigh
Rumor to breast
Then stopped
 
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"Dealer"

"Dealer"


The windows are ringing
shaking Night-nites for angels
rattling throats up and down on a beam.

Cooling the hearts
cooling the plasma
keeping ice junkies packed hard on a seam

The other side of a prowler
the dead still search the living.

At least there we did not not fail.

Coming to in the overcast
tracks are still flowing.

At least there he does not wail.

Psalms of your hands
sung into the lateness
move a circuit on the white
and he can't feel a thing.

Gone always alone to all you are never
he climbs into your mouth
when the windows ring.

The windows are ringing
shaking dead men for angels
Hissing brains boiling up
press't to the bone

uncoils the wire whole night long
bumping out thru the eye in knots.

Sweet hot numbers
sweet hots
bumping out thru the eye
on a wire of knots.

Sweet hot numbers
sweet hots
bumping out thru the eye
on a wire of knots.

Psalms of your hands
sung into the lateness
move a circuit on the white
and he can't feel a thing.

Gone always alone to all you are never
he climbs into your mouth
when the windows ring.
 
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"Delta Dawn"

"Delta Dawn"


She's forty-one, and her daddy still calls her baby
All the folks 'round Brownsville thinks she's crazy
'Cause she walks downtown with a suitcase in her hand
Waitin' to meet a mysterious dark-haired man

Delta Dawn, what's that flower you had on?
Could it be your faded rose from days gone by?
Did I hear you say, he was meetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky?

In her younger days, they called her Delta Dawn
The prettiest thing you ever did lay eyes on
But a man of low degree stood by her side
Promised her he'd take her for his bride
(But he lied...)

Delta Dawn, what's that flower you had on?
Could it be your faded rose from days gone by?
Did I hear you say, he was meetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky?

Delta Dawn, what's that flower you had on?
Could it be your faded rose from days gone by?
Did I hear you say, he was meetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky?

Delta Dawn, what's that flower you had on?
Could it be your faded rose from days gone by?
Did I hear you say, he was meetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky?

Delta Dawn, what's that flower you had on?
Could it be your faded rose from days gone by?
Did I hear you say, he was meetin' you here today
To take you to his mansion in the sky?
 
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"Dimple"

"Dimple"


November in July
Eyes glistening in darkness
Like freshly crushed flies

Fourteen bones held together
By avian phlegm
When the whistling has ended
I won't stale again

Slurry soul, unbearable clink
Fraying through tartared chink
Took the Dorgi, left the dent
Frozen fast in the sagging night

4/4 of silence, 5/4 of shame
When the sneezings subsided
I won't stare again

Ink-a-dink-a-dink
(Hej do, hej do)
A-dink-a-dink-a-dink-a-doo
(Hej do, hej do)

Jutland is crooning narcrotic Lorilies
(Ingen, ingenting, ingen, ingenting)
Awaiting command
Its huge snout wedged between my thighs
(Ingen, ingenting, ingen, ingenting)

Ink-a-dink-a-dink
(Hej do, hej do)
A-dink-a-dink-a-dink-a-doo
(Hej do, hej do)

Jutland is hvining while stars fall in thuds
(Ingen, ingenting, ingen, ingenting)
Flattening the cheek, like soft muffled scuds
(Ingen, ingenting, ingen, ingenting)

Tongues lick the lead Lego
They won't be denied
If you're listening to this
You must have survived

My only pige passed your only dreng
In Jutland's sheer city
(Farvel, farvel)

November in July
Apropolis lip to where acid-fast fly
Crepey and shiny guanine restrain
While out lifting scalp
I will not glare again

Took the shilling, ditched the score
Frozen fast in the lowering night
In the lowering left-testicle night
 
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"Do I Love You?"

"Do I Love You?"


Be on the shadow of a doubt
As the mighty river flows
As the meadow gave me place
With the wind on summer days
About as deep as deep can go
From the canyons to the sky
Like a mother as she cares
For the baby that she bares
Do I love you, don't you know by now
Do I love you, let me show you how
Do I love you, do I have to say
Do I love you, yes, in every way

About as sacred as a hymn
Or a Bible full of prayers
From a whisper to a roar
Very much and even more
And I will show it with my eyes
And cherish with the night
If in death the good Lord's kind
You'll be the last thing on my mind
Do I love you, don't you know by now
Do I love you, let me show you how
Do I love you, do I have to say
Do I love you, yes, in every way
Do I love you, don't you know by now
Do I love you, let me show you how
Do I love you, do I have to say
Do I love you, yes, in every way
 
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"Duchess"

"Duchess"


It's your bicycle bells and your Rembrandt swells
Your children alive and still breathing
And your look of loss when you're coming across
Makes me feel like a thief when you're bleeding

Duchess Duchess
Light up your candles for me
Duchess Duchess
Put all your love back in me
I come listening I touch touching

With the Persian sea running through your veins
You shed your names with the seasons
Still they all return with the last remains
And they lay them before you like reasons

With your shimmering dress it says no it says yes
It says I've nothing left for conceiving
Its your shiftless flesh and your old girl's grace
Its your young girl's face that I'm breathing

Duchess Duchess
Light up your candles for me
Duchess Duchess Duchess
Put all the love back in me

I am lying she is crying
 
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