A bit of a new favourite from one of my oldest favourite bands:
I can’t believe it
I must be dreaming
She turns
The sound down
Says “I am heaving
This is a freakshow”
And I am screaming
She spins
The world round
I want to stopBittersweet again
Her opening move
Down and out in black
Soft shiny and smooth
Looks like the alien
Crowd got groove
She burns her name
Into my arm
But I can never
Get throughTo play the game
She’s trying to lose
Her ultraviolet makes it
Harder to choose
Looks like the edge
Of the earth got moved
She blurs a way
Across the floor
I spin
To swallow the viewAnd it’s the same sway
Yeah
It’s the same slide
It’s the same stare
Oh
It’s the same smile
Yeah
It’s the same but
It’s not quite rightOh
It’s insane
She shakes like a freak
Stuck in the middle
Of the room for a week
Looks like the only way
To get on the beat
Is take her up
On how to swing
But I am
Missing my feetAnd it’s the same sway
Yeah
It’s the same slide
It’s the same swish
Oh
It’s the same smile
Yeah
It’s the same but
It’s not quite rightI’m in a step, out
She two more steps
Down
For three steps up
Clap
And go around
Ow
It makes my head buzz
She wants to come now
I try to stopAlways infradig her
Finishing move
Up and down in black
Soft shiny and smooth
Looks like the alien
Crowd got groove
She cuts a number
Out my arm
But I can never
Get throughTo play this game
She’s trying to lose
The stuff from Mars
Makes it harder
To choose
Looks like
The final frontier
Got moved
She blurs a way
Across the floor
I spin to swallow
The viewAnd it’s the same sway
Yeah
It’s the same slide
It’s the same strip
Oh
It’s the same smile
Yeah
It’s the same
But it’s not
Quite rightI can’t believe it
I must be dreaming
She turns
The lights up
Says she is leaving
This is a freakshow
And I am beaten
She spins
The world round
I have to stop
I don’t know of a more beautiful song…
Angel came down from heaven yesterday
She stayed with me just long enough to rescue me
And she told me a story yesterday,
About the sweet love between the moon and the deep blue sea
And then she spread her wings high over me
She said she’s gonna come back tomorrowAnd I said, “Fly on my sweet angel,
Fly on through the sky,
Fly on my sweet angel,
Tomorrow I’m gonna be by your side”Sure enough this morning came unto me
Silver wings silhouetted against the child’s sunrise
And my angel she said unto me,
“Today is the day for you to rise
Take my hand, you’re gonna be my man,
You’re gonna rise”
And then she took high over yonderAnd I said, “Fly on my sweet angel,
Fly on through the sky,
Fly on my sweet angel,
Forever I will be by your side”
Picked up the Live CD by Zappa/Beefheart/Mothers and love every second of it.
The muffin man is seated at the table in the laboratory of the utility muffin
Research kitchen… reaching for an oversized chrome spoon he gathers an
Intimate quantity of dried muffin remnants and brushing his scapular aside
Procceds to dump these inside of his shirt…
He turns to us and speaks:Some people like cupcakes better. I for one care less for them!
Arrogantly twisting the sterile canvas snoot of a fully charged icing
Anointment utensil he poots forths a quarter-ounce green rosette (oh ah yuk
Yuk… lets try that again…!) he poots forth a quarter-ounce green rosette
Near the summit of a dense but radiant muffin of his own design.
Later he says:Some people… some people like cupcakes exclusively, while myself, I say
There is naught nor ought there be nothing so exalted on the face of gods grey
Earth as that prince of foods… the muffin!Girl you thought he was a man
But he was a muffin
He hung around till you found
That he didn’t know nuthinGirl you thought he was a man
But he only was a-puffin
No cries is heard in the night
As a result of him stuffinBruce fowler on trombone, napoleon murphy brock on tenor sax, and lead vocals,
Terry bozzio on drums, tom fowler on bass, denny walley on slide, george duke
On keyboards, captain beefheart on vocals, and soprano sax, and madness. thank
You very much for coming to the concert tonight. hope you enjoyed it. goodnight
Austin, texas, where ever you are.
This song illustrates how much I have changed over the years. Yes, I still love the harder, darker side of music, but this is one of my favourite songs. I recently picked up the remastered version of “In The Court of the Crimson King” and haven’t stopped listening to it since. Such a fantastic album, full of excellent music and lyrics. I will be picking up the rest of their remastered discography soon…
Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
I’ve been here and I’ve been there
And I’ve been in between.I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.I’m on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion
Disillusion
All around me.You don’t possess me
Don’t impress me
Just upset my mind
Can’t instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my timeI talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear