Worn through by now, all spent..my pain
property, trickery; Political treasury, politics,,
lush lies
Bitterness, repeating myself, impotence;
and the pink backs, suction-directed..us being breathed
into stupor; sucking
Scabbing. Scrathing..I'm punished-
The Mob ever drunker; comrades,,
there always.
And the leaders, the bosses, responsibility flags, salaries soar-
graftsmanship grows, competence decays
Working men in all countries let us unite
in vengeance for the time has come to
annihilate the bourgeoisie and suck the
rest up now is the time when Commu-
nism will rule the world and red shall be
the one color suffered to wave let us
take up arms let us join forces com-
rades let us march let us conquer for
behind us comrades you have the most
powerful and advanced nation in the
world also the world's most modern
least checked weapons and the Red
Army comrades towards peace and hap-
piness on Earth towards the most
ethical and natural state and system
in the world, comrades!!!
Oh what a commotion
bodies in the street
snipers in the yard
Jiminy cricket
everyone's at large
bucket and a spade
baling.
Oh what a commotion
bruisers on the beat
policemen on the prowl
stickety wicket
oh what a drag
everyone's at sea
whaling.
Give us a hint or a clue
where do we start from
and where do we go to
Give us a light in the cold
Merlin!
Our fortune be told!
Sentimental memories won't do
in nineteen eighty two
when we will crawl like lice
beneath a blade of hate (not nice)
and You my friend will feel like in a zoo
Hey monkey, is it true?
and I won't know, not I
'cos you'll be me uh uh
and I'll be you
buh buh uhup buhup
talkin' 'bout disaster
"Cauliflower, turnip peels
rotten eggs and spew
old tin cans and bottle tops
and cabbage, plastic glue
poka mola soft soapola
choca rocka stew
Mix'em up and melt them down
so there's your little clue
look out!
Sunny disaster!"
Sunny disaster!
(Disaster can be fun
if you give up lettuce
give up smell touch
Sunday lunch
Disaster can be nice
if you give up breathing
give up hope, T.V.
and the radio)
Disaster can be very nice
if you simply live like lice
Disaster can be very nice.
(Sunny Disaster)
As I cast my mind back to the first years of war, to the best
times
of my entire career as a chaplain, I am still filled with deep
piety,
with profound gratitude and awe at the recollection of one
remarkable,
rather remarcable, recurrent course of events that came to pass
and shed its light in my workaday life in those halcyon years.
Warfare is rough play, as we all know, and in the manly and
mera-
less martial turmoil surely all of us, even the merest Negro, the
lowliest Japanese or Jew, are equals in the sight of the same
Gawd; indeed, I wish to emphasize this!-
Well, as I was saying, it is with intense emotion and profound
humility that I recall those months of May, days when the
first ripe cherries would be fresh off the bough; sitting; there
in the dull humdrum of the Officers' Mess we would naturally
be pleasantly diverted by questions such as- would we like some
cherries!
However, it became virtually a point of tradition, yes,,
hearing
that innocent query rather more lusciously worded: a couple
of "Gerries"? How about some Gerries! At this, and
blushing
almost openly, the officers would proceed to rape the waitresses
in full view and afterwards shoot them on the spot.
And so, as the afflicted blood of these possessed women
crimsoned
the drab floor out our mess, my turn would come to step forth
and perform my own assignment in this Extraordinary, this quite
extraordinary, colorful drama! - Those fallen souls laid to
their last rest before the scorching pains of flaming hellfire,
we would fold our hands upon the familiar words of my esteemed
colleague - words that so frequently during my career have
intrigued me and brought me succor - inscrutable are the ways
of the Lord..and how can we mortals be expected to mind and
master every turn, a-men.
All half-beings: let your lips partake-
of sentience,,,and the words ~ will be
given meaning too
All half-beasts: open up your ears
to receive-knowledge
and you'll ~ belong,,
among those who have ideas
All half-humans: open up your eyes to behold-
talent and, you'll light on ~ you own dead capacity
(You ~ better)
::Buy up your conscience and Invest it in
your neighbor, to Attain--
peace external and self-maximizing profit::
(forheavenssake.)
:::Don't slow the rise of your Standard of Living
by revelry ~ Production, fast instead..
on the Third World Arms Trade touching down full speed:::
Destroy knowingly..your cars hands
M.D.:s years'earnings and meals homes
and you still won't understand-
just what, War ~ makes you live with
Hurl the soul - into the fame..stampede
and the wonders of property as history,,
then you won't have time to waste your time
~ in vain
Bear starvation..3*16,6 retarded babies
and break with the strength remaining,,, into a smile at the
silver wings-
flying odearing ~ tourists
and two idiot hijackers
All man-marks - let the population pineapple
work to measure
and start fitting- Nose to ass.
angles
pole held in hiding
catches Dead ~ fish
timorous rhythm, ceaseless, Rup-tured..
caressus
Catches dead fish
and pours into pocket
At length aware of death,
rushes
on wings ~ of dread ~~ for familiar tree
Oblivious of pants at dry and warm change..
Shackles locked with blessings,
opens book wearily
and lectures on ichtyic-reproduction
vocation, and responsibility.. true winds
of perdition
trying to release, to cool
trying- to Strengthen
but safe and righteous mirages
bring low the desperate ~ prayer..
money and me, we'll get any old Tree
and Money's the same whatever the game,,
Goodbye dear Mother Earth
it's been nice knowing you
Goodbye dear Mother Earth
it's been nice, I promise you
It was rain from the start
but I knew we could take it
Make it or break it
to open that door
to a new understanding
for man in his glory
or then just forsake it
and worry no more.
(Goodbye Dear Mother Earth)
TENDING CONSCIOUSNESS; LAND .toward which STATECRAFT . and
LIVING . SPIRIT .
in a hundred years will seek
each other for the first time:
LAND . ;Time Suppliant ~ in which the last of the chosen few
stands lost in the strait of the narrow:
STATECRAFT . ;Promised Remorse ~ out of which deceit and
power-greed
confided centuries ago:
LIVING . ;Denied Fulfillment ~ from which no
turning back:
SPIRIT . ;Creator Peregrine; who shall want
nothing:
RADIANT THE COMMANDMENT; THAT THE SKIMMER TOO . ILLUMINATE .
ITS MUTILATED . SHADOW!
.Introducing my friend from the fields
don't have much money
you know how it feels
down at the heels
chasing the blackbirds away
Hi-falootin'in turnips and peels
don't have no shovel
you know how it feels
down at the heels
chasing the blackbirds away
Old scarecrow getting nearer than near
well he could be a schizo
or maybe a queer
we won't know 'til we get it
together.
(Friend from the Fields)