passion
ignites and sparks fly
a toast to the ignorant here's mud in your eye
ladyfingers butterfingers
dead ringers
mitch
miller singers
watch the bouncing ball
follow it down the hall
passionate pointers
non sequitur disjointers
the squeeze, the sleaze, the please please please, the high trapeze of
the physics of love.
who put the head in trip
who put the back in flip
who put the cart on wheels
who put the head over heels
who put the red in neck
who put the hen in pecked
who put the half in wit
who gives a sack of shit
who put the hair in cut
who put the stray in mutt
who put the feeling in gut
who put the ding in dong
who made what's right and wrong
who put the bull in wip
who put the freudian in slip
who put the bayonet
who put the willie in wet
who put the water in loo
who put the buga in boo
who put the kaga in roo
who put the head in ache
who put the up in wake
who put the boys in the band
who put the out in hand
who put the nega in tive
who put the life in live
battles lost battles won
battles yet to come
the final cost can't be weighed
on some cosmic scale
sweating cockroaches
catch as
catch can in a tribal land
she could have been the queen of lambda delta pi
instead she just gets high and watches the bridge over the river kwi
she could have been a lap dancer sad romancer
ashes in the veins
a little bit geeky
a little bit cheeky
slick as snot as often as not
which she ain't given she's got
what she got
what she ain't givin'
yeah, it keeps me hangin on
what she has
no common lot
is my reason for livin'
all the jackass arrangements
all of life's little estrangements
cat calls
prat falls
fat walls
rat malls
the angle of incidence
the age of innocence
a child's letters to her father
the burning syncopated schisms
as I check my body for loose blond hairs
or check the woods for wild bears
or look longingly at the legs of chairs
or make good on double dares
or leave the cares
fares
lairs
flares
nares
and I'm just good enough to make you understand
and I'm just bad enough to take you by the hand
and I'm just weak enough to look the other way
and I'm just strong enough to wait another day
i don't
have a connection to that sweet confection
but if you did you'd be the icing
the
candle on the cake
the burden/brightness is in the nearness
even the sightless can feel the clearness
a truer smile never seen over the fleeting sadness
with eyes the color of Africa
and a soul as deep as the endless universes
forgive this fool's silent curses
forgive the folly of this fools seriousness
lawn chair pundits are so fucking fearless
and have no clue to the children that are tearless
sometimes
the truth is hard to swallow
but sometimes it's the only thing to follow
the truth is what you feel
it's in what you repress
it's in what you do
it's in what you confess
the ebb and flow of what da ya know
i'm told we can lie
i'm told we can steal
i'm told we can dance till the road hits the wheel.