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Ancient wise satyr, sing your ode to my cock
Lament for my cock
Sore and crucified
I seek to know you
Aquiring soulful wisdom
You can open walls of mystery
Stripshow
How to aquire death in the morning show
TV death which the child absorbs
Deathwell mystery which makes me write
Slow train, the death of my cock gives life
Forgive the poor old people who gave us entry
Taught us god in the child’s praye in the night
Guitar player
Ancient wise satyr
Sing your ode to my cock
Caress it’s lament
Stiffen and guide us, we frozen
Lost cells
The knowledge of cancer
To speak to the heart
And give the great gift
Words Power Trance
this stable friend and the beast of his zoo
Wild haired chicks
Women flowering in their summit
Monsters of skin
Each color connects
to create the boat
which rocks the race
Could any hell be more horrible
than now
and real?
I pressed her thigh and death smiled
Death, old friend
Death and my cock are the world
I can forgive my injuries in the name of
Wisdom Luxury Romance
Sentence upon sentence
Words are the healing lament
For the death of my cock’s spirit
Has no meaning in the soft fire
Words got me the wound and will get me well
If you believe it
All join now and lament the death of my cock
A tounge of knowledge in the feathered night
Boys get crazy in the head and suffer
I sacrifice my cock on the alter of silence
I need a brand new friend, the end
What are they doing in the Hyacinth House?
What are they doing in the Hyacinth House?
To please the lions this day
I need a brand new friend who doesn’t bother me
I need a brand new friend who doesn’t trouble me
I need somebody who doesn’t need me
I feel the bathroom is clear
I know that someone near
I feel that someone is following me, oh yeah
Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away?
Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away?
It was the only card in the deck I had left to play
What are they doing in the Hyacinth House?
To please the lions this day.
But I’ll say it again, I need a brand new friend
But I’ll say it again, I need a brand new friend
And I’ll say it again, I need a brand new friend, the end
want you to rock me ALL night long
Want you to rock me
Rock me all night long
Rock me baby
Rock me all night long
Want you to rock me
‘Till I sing my song
See the sun goin’ down
Moon begin to rise
See the sun goin’ down
Moon begin to rise
Want you to rock me
‘Till I’m satisfied
Let’s rock awhile
Sun goin’ down
Little moon begin to rise
Sun goin’ down
Little moon begin to rise
Want you to rock me,
little darlin’
‘Till I’m satisfied
Let’s rock awhile
See me comin’, mama
Bring out that old
rockin’ chair
See me comin’, mama
Bring out your rocking chair
No one’s watching us
And god knows, no one cares
One more time
Want you to rock me, baby
Rock me all night long
Rock me baby
Rock me all night long
You gotta rock me, little woman
Rock me all night long
take me on your flight
Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
In the summer sky
Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
gently pass on by
Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
am i going to die
Bird of Prey
Bird of Prey
Flying high
Flying high
take me on your flight
LAMERICA
Trade-routes
guide lines
The Vikings & explorers
Discoverers
The unconscious
a map of the states
The veins of hiways
Beauty of a map
Hidden connections
Fast trampled forest
Madness in a whisper
neon crackle
The hiss of trees
A city growls
rich vast & sullen
like a slow monster
come to fat
& die
OPEN
The Night is young
& full of rest
I can't describe
the way she's dress'd
She'll pander to some strange
requests
Anything that you suggest
Anything to please her guest
THE AMERICAN NIGHT
for leather accrues
The miracle of the streets
The scents & somgs &
pollens of existence
Shiny blackness
so totally naked she was
Totally un-hung-up
We looked around
lights now on
To see our fellow travellers
SCIENCE OF NIGHT
Earth Air Fire Water
Mother Father Sons & Daughters
Airplane in the starry night
First fright
Forest follow free
I love thee watch how I love thee
It was the greatest night of my life
Although I still had not found a wife
I had my friends right there beside me
Indians scattered on dawn's highway bleeding
Ghosts crown the young child's fragile eggshell mind
We scaled the wall
We tripped thru the graveyard
Ancient shapes were all around us
No music but the wet grass felt fresh beside the fog
Two made love in a silent spot
one chased a rabbit into the dark
A girl got drunk & made the dead
And I gave empty sermons to my head
Cemetery cool & quiet
Hate to leave
your sacred lay
Dread the milky coming of the day
The Endless quest a vigilof watchtowers and fortresses
against the sea and time.
Have they won? Perhaps.
They still stand and in
their silent rooms still wander the souls of the dead.
who keep their watch on the living.
Soon enough we shall join them.
Soon enough we shall walkthe walls of time.
We shallmiss nothing
except each other.
against the sea and time.
Have they won? Perhaps.
They still stand and in
their silent rooms still wander the souls of the dead.
who keep their watch on the living.
Soon enough we shall join them.
Soon enough we shall walkthe walls of time.
We shallmiss nothing
except each other.
Why the desire for death.
A clean paper or pure white wall.
One false
line, a scratch, a mistake.
Unerasable. So obscureby
adding million other
tracings, blend it
,cover over.
But the original scratch
remains, written in
gold blood, shining.
One false
line, a scratch, a mistake.
Unerasable. So obscureby
adding million other
tracings, blend it
,cover over.
But the original scratch
remains, written in
gold blood, shining.
Desire for a Perfect Life
Cock-Pit
Cock-pit
I am real Take a snapshot of me
He is real, shot
Reality is what has been
concealed from us for so long
birth sex death
we're alive when we laugh
when we can feel the
rush & spurt of blood
blood is real in its redness
the rainbow is real in absence of blood
I am real Take a snapshot of me
He is real, shot
Reality is what has been
concealed from us for so long
birth sex death
we're alive when we laugh
when we can feel the
rush & spurt of blood
blood is real in its redness
the rainbow is real in absence of blood
