hey butch
who ya kiddin'
you ain't no cowboy
no how
stick with ice hockey
now step aside
takes a lot more
slip it in a trollop
my grandpa shot better
hung 'em up to dry
in our back yard
on tremont street
under nevada sky
I learnt a noose knot
to catch my lizards
sold that snake
food with other gizards
I ******* caribou
and run them to a gallop
I knock off mafia heads
I take out cutters
florida boys don't scare me none
don't believe me
come and get me
find out for yourselves

Wishing on a smokey evening moon
for all the things I didn't get in june
A warbly glob thing prevented me
from uniting with my ev'ryth'ng
Wishing on a smokey evening moon

Wishing on an independence moon
The fireworks they made an awful boom
Jumped out of seat and moved my feet
But inside all I did was weep
Just missing you on an independence moon

I wished upon the moon that you'd be here
to celebrate the colors and the cheer
You're brave and bold and left me cold
I'm mindfuckt by your science so

I'm wishing you'd be here on
Independence day Mc Chievious
July the fourth in o'nine
Wishing on a smokey evening independence day lit gorgeous twilight moon

Mary had a houseboat.
She bought it with the money she
made selling lamb chops.

A fighting man
and now he's gone
May he never be forgotten
How he led his country towards peace
away from defeat and destruction
Rising above the powers that be
Knocking them down
Muhammad Ali

A poet, a boxer, a comedian
but, mostly a fighter,
One beautiful bad man
If you ask me, we need more of these
I speak of the Greatest
Muhammad Ali

I love 2do the Linda
and bunny prey on her
Love 2do the Linda
It's a California verb
Love 2do the Linda
Gimme sweetness through the night
Love 2do the Linda
One fantastic sight
Gimme Lin-Da!  Aah ah ah

I love 2do the Linda
like it's the only thing on earth
Love 2do the Linda
It's a California verb
Love2do the Linda
Soft pink bunnies on her head
Love 2do the linda
Love her happy head
Gimme Lin-Da!  Aah Ah

Jack's girl sits there playing
She's got a new idea
There's an honesty to making love
Yes, she has this down to a science
Then, she flies away, flut, flut
So hard to follow

Jack's girl hasn't time for me
She sits there, so comforting
Picture perfect; sweet petite
One cool treat in summer heat
Juxstapositioned on a riverboat
She gets my vote\lover's note
Jack's girl does

The Twenty-nine Janes


Jane                             Jane                                   Jane

             Jane                                Jane


                            Jane                                                                Jane



           Jane                                                 Jane                      Jane



                                Jane

Jane
                                                      Jane                              Jane
                 Jane
                                Jane                                   Jane                              Jane

Jane                                             Jane

                Jane                                                                Jane

Jane                                                           Jane




                            Jane                                                                    Jane

Jane                                             Jane                       Jane

FRONT PAGE NEWS, CALL ALL THE PRESSES.

  Most Americans by now realize that all sales of gasoline go directly to terrorist.  To quote Obama "Isis is 10 times as powerful as any previous terrorist group."  Yet he had the gall to "loan" GM Corp. millions of dollars for the sole purpose of building more gas guzzlers.  Didn't you know what you were doing Bam?  Betcha got Hal stock from ****, didn'tcha.

  Here in Hackensack, most of the members of the Hackensack Police Department own SUV's so that they can look cool in their support of ISIS.  It is not my desire to make anyone look bad.  I just want to bring awareness to what is happening here.  Most politicians received stock in Haliburton (the largest manufacturer of war equipment in the world)
which **** Cheney worked for, for thirty-five years before he was chosen, er, stole the vice-presidency.  And most Americans agree that he should do time.  Yet, Here in Hackensack, the local police department continue to drive gas guzzlers, fully supporting Isis.   Hey!, they stated.  It's our American right to support whatever cause we want.  It's a free country isn't it?

  Eerily still, at the Johnson Public Library (in Hackensack), there is a security guard who wears a full beard resembling a terrorist (talk about putting fear into your readers. This guy makes Stephen King novels look like fancy boys.)   but, I guess it's too late to take action.

  The only thing left to do is save yourselves.  I heard that Canada is a free country.  Maybe I'll move there and not worry about some Mexican who will (crawl through a tunnel that goes underneath a fence that the Donald's mob buddies built to) take my place.

The bees make honey
High up in a tree
That golden sweet syrup
Taste so good to me

Your scent so mellifluous
My honey be
So hop on aboard and
Please be on me

Be on me, be on me
Let's make the majic
Be on me, be on me
We need no havoc

Through eyes of a child
One summer in fear
Crying "a bee is on me"

Now all I'm crying is
"Before I'm dying just
Won't you please be on me"

Be on me
Be on me

It's all in your head
You said "It's beyond me"
But, all that I'm saying is
"Just be on me"

Come on pretty lady
Treat me like the King Bee
Now hurry, now hurry
And just be on me

As the sun sets over the Hackensack
Bums drink their old English behind Costco
Where the river flows
  
It snakes upwards towards the USS Ling
A World War Two submarine museum
Where a *** is nesting there
Along the river in a cardboard box

Then they would have to change the name to:


       MOOSOOSOOPOO

The soap dish behaves as though
she has cancer
Her openly unfashionable drug habit
has gifted her with eleven other
life threatening illnesses
  
Tobacco has been outlawed
Finally we become a society of progress
  
Disease remains...
fittingly for a diva
  
It was a rough go for a while
but, she's better now
  
Waiting for the day, that they outlaw
high fructose corn syrup

Monsters from your garden
Laughing at your screams
Candlelit jack-o-lanterns
Happy Halloween!

You know for centuries politicians have been trying to push their correctness on to everyone.  It's usually the first lady that does this as part of some etiquette program or something.  Etiquette is okay, I guess.  But, when you think about it, the only ones who really NEED to be politically correct SHOULD be the politicians.  Why would anyone who is NOT a politician be required to practice political correctness.  Why would a baker need to be politically correct, or a news anchor.  (Well, maybe a news anchor.)  But, an accountant or a cashier or a bus driver or a police officer.  They would have to be cashierly correct or accountantly correct or policely correct.  Wouldn't they?  Political correctness should only have to apply to politicians.

  As for me, All I really have to be is poetically correct.  Yes, there IS a thing.  You can look it up if you don't believe me.  Ya know, I was thinking about poetry the other day and I remembered poetical correctness and what it was all about.  It's been stated before by many and I'll try to explain it to you, to the best of my memory.

  To be poetically correct one must never use words that are negative or profane.  One must always use soft words that flow easily.  Words that produce warm feelings of sensuality and never words of hatred.  You must be descriptive when you speak of the spotted toad with the red stripe on its head and the shine that bounces off his slime when the sun shines through the tall trees of the forest where the rock he is perched on  sits parallel to a beautiful babbling brook.  Love and nature.  That should be the two things that one should write about.  Love and nature.
And the nature of love.  And one's love for nature. Or the nature of nature and the love of love. But, maybe they're not that much into nature.  Maybe they love the city and its grittiness.  Well, there you go ruininging the grandness of a city with description.  Poetical correctness.  Always think poetically and not politically and that's Poetical Correctness.

We fire up our internet
with a fortune we've already spent
I tell ya' fella, I've got to yella
I'm head up to here in my debt

We fire up our own internet
with what already should be for free
Bee's make a honey.  Hey, hey that's funny
But not funny, not once, not one time to me

If there was a way I could make some more pay
I would never think to try and sell you
I would think twice before tossing the dice
Never would touch a warm body untrue

OOPS.  HERE, IT'S COMING
OOPS.  YES, IT'S COMING
Hear it?  Here it is, hear it?
Hear it?  Because here it is!
Here it is:
WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
Seems you could catch an infectious disease
or just die off from all the vee dee

WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
I thought you wanted the internet
to get it, to get it for free

OOPS!  can't say it right
OOPS!  there I've done it again

WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
Don't tease the wife
And please remember, be courteous please
Don't try to upset my wife

WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
This is a song about internet
There's something that I can't say right

WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
It's really not part of religious belief
I tell ya' I don't want no part

OOPS!  Here it's coming
OOPS!  Yes, it's coming
Hear it is

WHY FEE THE WIFEY
I don't know why
Sorry I got lost, ran off the track
And got trapped in ol' Hackensack

WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
This isn't the song that I started to write
Don't want those ideas for my wife

WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
Don't know, but I'll try
And if she pays it, that'll be great
I'll get all my free internet

WHY FEE THE WIFEY
I don't know why
That's right I remember, free internet
That is why I've got to try

AND SAY WE FEE
NO, NO NOT WE FEE
Never say wee fee and never say die
So say only why, say why-fie

WHY FIGHT THE WEE FEE
Why fight the wife
I think I can say it
Say it when high
I've got it, I said it
One last more why-fie

WHY FEE THE WHY-FIE
I'll ask my wife
No, don't you ever, ever ask wife
Just only ask for WI-FI

WI-FI THE WI-FI
OH MY OH MY
I hope you enjoyed it
Because you're my enjoyment
My funny, bunny valentine
There now.  I think that I have said it right
Yes, now I think that I have said it right
Yes, now we think that he did say it right

and
The pickles
on the shelves
in the condiment aisle

are readying
themselves
for the winter

The half-sours
stand at attention

The garlics stand
at parade rest

Dill chips are
stacked so
their eyes cannot see
out the jar

Mrs. Smith's bread & butter
pickles will not be on sale
again until late Spring
(so tasty are these)

What a long cold winter
awaits those

underachieving cucumbers

1.  84003

If you have a rib
to roast, stick in this
zip code  Buy American

2.  HEY AB-BAT!

Stand-ups taking steroids
Now that's funny but
Is it still comedy?

3.  WATCH THE RAB-BAAT

If it made a punchline
Stronger they could steal
from a game of baseball

4.  TU BU

One scared heifer/bovine
on a downhill *****
light 'em up, one fine smoke

5.  HEY BUD

Eighty years of torment
and how you dined hope
that peace does you just fine

6.  SOMEBODY

Hollywood's a *****
Not good enough for me
Biker, T-shirt, and blue jeans

7.  FAMILY PICNIC

had drinks one day out
by the pool with vito
corleone and his crew

8.  MAINE

Aroostook to Kennebuck-
port.  Kataden plays king
too much fishing

9.  MINNEAPOLIS/ST. PAUL

Twin cities make your
mind are you going to
bridge work/home at this time

10.  MINNESOTA

Land of 10,000 lakes
The Mississippi Delta's
Great Beginning

11.  ALASKA

The great white north
The final frontier
Nothing left to find around here

12.  MONTANA

Stripped like a *****
All your ore gone.  Big Sky
Way too cold in summertime

13.  d*mn VIRGINS

I darted my tongue in
Her from behind her
****** shot my eye out

14.  COLORADO ROCKIES

You come up leaving
Kansas and climb, reach
the top, turn the bend, OH MY!

15.  CHEAT NOTES

The war on drugs not
true.  Prescription drug addicts
have their excuses

16.  MAIL CALL

I murdered the postman
For being too nice
Please, next time, don't knock twice

17.  LIFE'S PURPOSE

The mystery to life
is solved.  It's procreation.
Quick, get involved.

18.  SCAREDY-CAT CALL

I want to whisper softly
in your ear.  All the
things I want to dear.

19.  INSULIN NEEDED

Put a little sugar
on it baby.
That's too much.  Diabetes.

20.  NEW JERSEY

Oh yeah!
what was
I
thinking
suing the mob
for ****** me at
the age of
three
social security?

21.  CALIFORNIA

Can't drink the water
Don't breathe the air
It's either raining like hell
or burning on fire there

22.  PALM BAY,  FLORIDA

Alligator gangs with
Shell-less turtles leading
Eat you alive along with
Three foot long
Mosquitoes

A 200lb black cat
lounges
near the garden
of my back yard
the lazy panther

plays
with a fly

23.  SAN ANTONIO

Every airman trained there
knows this one thing
REMEMBER THE ALAMO!

american pride
that natural high
the birds in the sky
they soar when they fly

the flag it will wave
on t-shirts and bedspreads
coffee mugs and windows
and even on graves

so sad it's sold like that
like a trollop
for a dime or a dollar
so sad it's sold like that

american pride
that natural high
the birds in the sky
they soar when they fly

Tuesday Weld was a frigger
She was friggin' everywhere and
Everywhere she went, she frigged
As a matter of fact
There wasn't a day that went by
In which Tuesday wouldn't frig

She frigged at the supermarket
She would frig at the mall
She frigged at the movies
She frigged at the gas-pump
She was caught frigging at the dentist
She even frigged down the shore

All her twenty-seven siblings
Worked the local house of ill-repute
It had a bar inside of it
And was Whorethorne's best kept secret
Even the police would get laid there (on Tuesdays)

Finally, the townspeople of Whorethorne
Could not take it anymore
And they burnt down The Barn
Then, just like Tuesday
They too
Went frigging nuts

I googled "Love" for St. Valentine's.
Your name appeared six million times.

Hey!  don't blame me, I didn't start it
Our fore-fathering leaders came up with it
The United States Constitution
Clearly it defines us
No it don't, but it should
And that's why we're so *******-up
  
I clearly have a right to state my mind when bent
There is no need to exercise
our rights or we'll lose them
No need to ever question them
They're signed in permanent
  
The problem is that they pretend
That they don't even exist
Authority will put you down
and spit on your poor head
Don't ask for help from Liberty
She headed back to France
Why do people seem to kick
The gift-horse in the ribs or in the mouth
It just never makes know sense
  
It tells me here I have a right to own my own weapon
**** any brother/mother off if they trespass again
Protect MYSELF and PROPERTY
It's written here in ink
So why are all these jokers here
Just making me plain sick
By taking everything I own
They're leading me to sin
  
If I ever would work-out my rights again
I'd be in jail or someplace worse
and I don't mean prison
Somebody thought the banks could pay
for a debt that never ends
You have no right to tell us this, you're not american
I do believe I have the right to go to hell again
  
I walked into the library to gain more information
Larry Tribe said it's invisible
The U.S. Constitution
Louis Fisher writes recurring threats have come
To U.S. Freedom on to Woods and Gutzman
Both of them want to know
Who killed the U.S. Constitution
  
Go ahead and blame it on me  
Everybody else did
I guess we make what we believe
When we're up against it
This push and shove and pettiness really has to end
If you need to know the question again
Please tell me who killed the U.S. Constitution
  
Because it never went away
But, we ignore it everyday
Someone question me
Please ask me
Who killed the constitution
was it God?  or was it men?
Was it the ones who caused the fallout?
Could we really ever bailout?
  
Not me my friend, I'm staying here
Right Here!  Until the very end
What does that mean?  I'll tell ya Jim
I'll fight for rights that I believe in
Even if they lead to sin
The U.S. Constitution
  
And If anyone wants to know
I'll ask the question once again
Somebody here please tell me
Who killed the constitution
Yeah, one more time
I love its ring
And forever which it stands
Somebody again please tell me
Who killed the constitution
Who killed the constitution

Let me love ya
Let me love ya
Let me love ya
Let me love ya
  
Let me love ya
Let me love ya
Let me love ya
Let me love ya
  
Couldn't have ya
Wouldn't want to hold ya
You toothpick bodied freak
Now I have to scold ya
  
  
Chorus
Let me love ya
Let me love ya tequila
Let me love ya
Let me love ya tequila
Let me love ya
Let me love ya tequila
Let me love ya
Let me love ya tequila
  
You took my words
You lied and then you changed them
You took me again
Well, Hear me inspiration
  
(Chorus)
  
It took me minutes
Do you think I need ya?
Stay out of my life
And let me love ya tequila
  
(Chorus)
  
I hate the lime
The salt, it's just not tasty
But, give me the shot glass
And let me love ya tequila
chorus
repeat chorus
end
Copyright 2008. David Ehrgott 1 Armed Poet

American Sentence



1.  Today I saw a little girl hugging an air-filled plastic snowman.

2.  As she was hugging the snowman she closed her eyes tight to give it love.

3.  This happened in a donut shop around late afternoon near Christmas.

4.  The snowman was wearing a white scarf with brown and orange stripes on it.
  
5.  I thought that the little girl was giving him a awful lot of love.

6.  Because he is never going to feel it    as he lit a smile.

7.  I realized I wanted to wear the scarf that the snowman was wearing.

1.   Crack, Snapple, and Pop went to shop for designer clothing at the mall.
2.   The mall was closed so Snapple and Crack hopped on Pop and shopped at Macy's.
3.   According to his doctor, King Kong had a fear of paper airplanes.
4.   Santa Monica fell into the ocean because Santa weighed too much.
5.   Crackle entered rehab, they finally got him the help he needed.
6.   As darkness fell over eastern Europe the planes were all grounded.
7.   It makes you think that the president of Poland had ties to the pope.
8.   Or maybe think that the president of Poland and the pope were close.
9.   Because God is making it difficult for anyone to fly there.
10.  You just have to wonder sometimes about the timing of everything.

I saw Ladonna the other day
She scrunched her face as if to say
I love/hate you; Do you want to play
All I could do was look the other way
  
                            (CHORUS)
  
Killer kiss, killer kiss, killer kisses
They have you run from any kind of fun
Killer kiss, killer kisses, killer kiss
Don't need a family; don't need a gun
Killer kisses, killer kiss, killer kiss
Sweat your death, seven, twenty-four
Killer kiss, killer kiss, killer kiss
Stay away from any type of *****
  
Can't have a love life anymore
Makes time slow down and life a bore
Life's a school of fish; You have to catch one quick
Or play survival and die in the scramble
  
                          Repeat Chorus
  
You think you know it all until you find her young
You thought she would keep you there until she left you hung
Now you are dying with every lasting breath
The desert wolves are howling, waiting for your death
  
                              Repeat Chorus
                                   END

What's the hurry in you
What's the hurry in you
This cold December morn
Why you hurry
Why you
What's that inside you
Waiting to be born
Walk some time with me now
Walk some time with me now
Sheltered from the storm
Come on and walk with me
Now, come on and walk with me
Now, before we get to drawn
Why don't you spend some time
Why don't you spend some time with me
In the dawn
Why don't you spend some time with me
Why don't you spend some time with me
In the dawn
Why don't you spend this time with me
Why don't you spend this time with me
In the dawn
Why don't you spend that time with me
Why don't you spend that time with me
In the dawn
Why don't you spend this time with me
Spend some time with me
In the dawn
Spend some time with me
Spend some time with me
In the dawn
Spend some time with me
Just spend some time with me
In the dawn
Spend some time with me
Spend some time with me
In the dawn
Spend some time with me
Spend some time
That easy time in the dawn
Spend some time with me
Spend some time
That crazy time in the dawn
Spend some time with me
Spend some time with me
In the dawn

Oilmen are fracking farcical!

**** MY FIST                                  COPYRIGHT 2011 DAVID EHRGOTT


Lucy Lucy  What have you done
******* a kid
well it ain't no fun
Bashing and gashing
covering him
My right forearm hurts like sin
Lucy Lucy Kiss me kiss
Match the left one by doing this

Just
**** My Fist
**** My Fist
Yeah
**** My Fist
**** My Fist

Lucy Lucy ******* me blue
Here is all that she did do
Slapped me around; Put me through walls
That mother-******* Lucille Ball

So
**** my Fist
Yeah
**** My Fist
just
**** My Fist
**** My Fist

**** My Fist
**** My Fist
**** my Fist
**** My Fist

Tuesday Weld was not a Ball
She frigged herself and that was all
But Lucy had a *** playpen
For children around the age of ten
so
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST

Surviving this is not a bliss
and my arm, it hurts like ****
I raise it up to tell the world
That Lucille Ball was my first girl that

****** MY FIST YEAH SHE
****** MY FIST
****** MY FIST YEAH SHE
****** MY FIST
SO
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST

**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST

JUST **** IT BABY YEAH **** IT
SAID **** IT BABY YEAH **** IT
JUST **** IT BABY YEAH **** IT
SAID **** IT BABY YEAH **** IT

Little boys of only ten
Should not be used like that again
But you know Hollywood and them
I'll save the world and tell them just to

**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST

Lucy did it why don't you just

**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST

Hollywood Hollywood just kiss this
I've really had enough of your **** so

**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST
**** MY FIST...

I'm packing up boxes
I'm moving away
I went to see mother
She's in her grave
  
She forced me to do it
at only two
Choke on her boyfriend
Spit, swallow, and chew
  
She labeled me branded
Her lies, never true
I'm still fighting rumors
And living the blues
  
I was so beaten
Had welts that were bleeding
The teachers were screaming
Get out of our school
  
Then, one day I fought back
Whenever attacked
Did twenty-two push-ups
And more jumping jacks
  
I took her to court
And the judge said "you're lying"
And all mother did
was just sit there, just crying
  
They said I could go
to the county's safe home
But, it wouldn't be easy
With their share of sleazies
  
My father remarried
Had no time for me
He had a new family
Much different from me
  
Finally, I couldn't
stand it no more
And murdered my mother
That red headed *****
  
I'm packing up boxes
I'm moving away
She's lying there rotting-
in hell.  In her grave

I drew ace nine as hold cards
So, as the raises increased at
two hundred dollar increments
I did not mind
I put it in

Then someone went all-in
and
suddenly my hold cards
became
very weak
and I folded

Now lets apply this strategy to the
current situation
Here in the USA

We are in several wars right now that
have bankrupted us
That is what wars do
"war is used to create debt"  ezra pound

World Wars cost us
Korea cost us
'Nam cost us
even the wars that were secret cost us

But, just because we spent trillions of dollars
Does not mean we have to spend trillions more

Eighty-seven pennies
not one that was pretty
Eighty-seven pennies
not one Canadian
Eighty-seven pennies
slicing through my body
Eighty-seven pennies
as I walk down penny lane
On the south side sidewalk
of the Empire State
Building blood so thin
How I lived don't know
Yet, I never will, forget
Eighty-seven pennies

A bird whistles at my window
pretty song
A train whistles after midnight
rude awakening
A dog whistles to attract birds
then eats them
A man whistles alongside the tracks
a railroad tune
Sung years ago
Perhaps in Hackensack
Perhaps

Here's that song I wrote about you
Instead of lying around, whimpering
I put my pen to the paper again
And I don't even have to pretend
Yes, here's that song I wrote about you
I hope you like how it ends
Because every time I think of you
I write a song again

Like a manic Myspace ******
Reading everything I write
Deleting words you thought were yours
And changing some to fight
It's not your mother dear nic-o-lee
So stop choosing her to blame
You will be cornered by the feds
Someday when they put you both away

I never knew love in this kind of way
Fly to get there.  Then, have to explain
What possessed me to see you in person
can never be explained
I'd like to talk about two girls
And they're both from Michigan
You Georgia peaches got nothing on them
And the way they love to sin
  
And many come to see me in person
At the typewriter where I sit
And sometimes they can make me feel easy
And at times they make me sh*t [panic]
When they say
"Why'd you write that song about me"
And I say
"Listen, it was only words"
Do you want to fight with me?
And then they lay on their back again
  
I told you every word is about you
But the names, look, they changed again
All that hurt, and you still sleep around
Can't you trust?  Then please tell me why you can't
I'd like to write a song about FEB
And how beautiful a ten
or how those ****** in Hollywood
Stole my song last year, again
But, thanks to my friend Walleye I knew they
wouldn't get away with it
Now there I go again
Got off the track in Hackensack
Oh well, here we go again

So, here's that song I wrote about you
To my wife/*****/lost girlfriend
I put my pen to the paper again
And I don't even have to pretend
Somebody write this date down
Sunday, One Ten Twenty-Ten
What once was so very far away
Has already been spent

Hear a song I wrote for you
If the big men go and steal it
I'll have to write another one
I just hope that you can feel it
Here's that song I wrote about you
Can you have that on your conscience?
Here's a song I wrote about you
Life is short!  There!
This song has balance

So, here's that song I wrote about you
Instead of lying around, whimpering
I put my pen to the paper again
And I don't even have to pretend
Yes, here's that song I wrote about you
And I hope you like its ending
Because, every time I think of you
I write a song again

It's a lonely city, new york
In the summer of 1976
The serial killer son of sam
was killing off all the blondes
When the media leaked this information to the public
Six hundred thousand women dyed
their hair blonde overnight

It's a lonely city, new york

Under My Hat

I glance at the librarian

oops she sees me

what to do  what to do

HIDE

hide where?

I know
I'll hide under my hat
this way she'll never know I'm watching her
she'll never see me looking at her
she'll never know

I long for her

The comm-u-ter
It go choo-choo
Down the track
  
The comm-u-ter
It go choo-choo
Down the track
  
And if you knew
That comm-u-too
Then you'd yoo-hoo
Yeah, you'd yoo-hoo
  
Left the station
For vacation
Five O' Eight
  
Left the station
For vacation
Five O' Eight
  
On a friday
With no rain date
Ain't that great
Now ain't that great
  
Got the voo-doo
In the boom room
Friday night
  
Got the voo-doo
In the boom room
Friday night
  
If you'd seen her
Then you'd greet her
"What a sight"
Now, ain't that nice?
  
On the new train
The Northern Blue train
It's all right
  
On the new train
That Northern Blue train
It's all right
  
You can catch it
'cept on Sunday
You got that right?
Now, ain't that nice?
  
The comm-u-ter
It go choo-choo
Down the track
  
The comm-u-ter
It go choo-choo
Down the track
  
And if you knew
That comm-u-too
Then you'd yoo-hoo
Yeah, you'd yoo-hoo

She asked me
to mound
her almond joy

I can't get by on just a dollop of love
So I guess I have to say goodbye and
I ain't asking any trollop for love
For no one needs a helping of that

I float underwater and in my submarine
But, I can not see a thing
For you were my periscope

was watching barbie dolls on seven
and saw you once again
Your neck now wrinkle free
Those legs wrapped around my head
Things I begin to think
Like the twinkle in your eye
That you add to blush and smile
Legs wrapped around again
Like the preacher's daughter said
Little feet near the bed
sixty-three pounds
but, very hard to carry

Watching barbie dolls on channel two
The one that squeaks and squeals
Still beats out a pig
Lady Godiva still looks great
The horry housewife stays in shape
Don't need no horse to ride on out of town

Watching barbie dolls at ten
the times; the changes
Too many blondes again
So many years
So many roads
I like the one
that lived up north
but I won't have a wallet
that size before some time again

Turning the TV back to mantle
I've had all I think that I can handle
The gold dust twins are there again
I wonder will it ever end
This could lead to stronger stuff like the old bottle

Lady Godiva never looked so good
The best provider for the push
She made me love; she understood
I love my barbie girls I watch on my TV

Had nice thoughts of Florida
'till a 'gator ate a man
So morbida

I'll tell you about the ringing in my ear
I'll tell you about the ringing in my ear, dear
I'll tell you 'bout the ringing in my ear
I'll tell you about the ringing in my ear

Well, I lived better once, better than you
You know what I'm taking about
You know that it's true
Well, well, well baby it's true

And the preacher's girl don't cut it no more
Been walking 'round her door
Doesn't seem to live there anymore
And what's the score
What's the score

Tell me 'bout the ringing in your ear
Tell me about the ringing in your ear, dear
Tell me about the ringing in your ear
Tell me 'bout the ringing in your ear

Sunset-morning dew
Maybe it's true, yeah you
Hey, can I see you sometime?
Drink that same old wine
Maybe tomorrow, maybe today
But, most of all yesterday
Most of all yesterday

I hear that ringing in your ear
I hear that ringing in your ear, dear
I hear that ringing in your ear
I hear that ringing in your ear

Leningrad in the spring of '81
Now that was a spring break
Sans the Florida girls
Three nights there
Two more in Moscow
The hotel room in Leningrad
Two whole days of *******
The bosses wife
And the knocking on the doors
By the military dependents
"Keep the noise down,
Knock that off" they plead
"Don't you know what time it is?"
I have no other memory of Leningrad
Because I never got to see any of it
The best time I ever had

in Moscow, the buildings, so grand
I just wanted to take a picture
and was surrounded by guards with
guns
Really big men with very big guns
Upon a pat down the KGB found
A pack of cigarettes on my person
"American Marlboros" he exclaimed
While passing them out to his buddies
"Here, try one of ours" he states
while offering a Russian version
of the same product/not the same product
I choked on it "see" said the cop
"You Americans RICH"

Comrades, have you seen him?
The great imperialist
The man who will destroy us

May the hurt you knew
Be washed away for always
In this year of new

1.  MISSISSIPPI II
  
Keesler Air Force Base
Sergeant will **** you
Crocodile got to eat
  
2.  SAN FRANCISCO QUAKER
  
Not a bad place un-
til looters step on
the bookshelf that fell on you
  
3.  L.A.
  
The real *****.  Holly-
wood is just the pump
shooting sin into it's vein
  
4.  WYOMING
  
Don't sit on the yell-
ow stone.  That's where the bears
went after picnicking.
  
5.  VERMONT
  
Red necked wooden
Boys always looking for
a fight from a Yankee
  
6.  NEW HAMPSHIRE
  
Charlie and Kathy
are from here.  They're nice to
know if you can find them
  
7.  MASSACHUSETTS
  
The prettiest girls live
in Boston.  They have mouths.
Some worse than truck drivers.
  
8.  RHODE ISLAND
  
Such a little place
to cozy up to the
over crowded rowdies.
  
9.  NEW YORK SHUFFLE ?
  
Buffalo girl moved too
Saratoga Falls.  Hasn't
Had a dance since last fall.
  
10.  HONEYMOONER FELL-ER
  
Took my girl to Niagra
Falls took my ******
Maybe next time
  
11.  DELAWARE
  
Overcrowded racetrack
Casino lots of
swampy grass derelicts.
  
12.  MARYLAND
  
Ain't no place to
Stop off 95
For this' lilly white man
  
13.  VIRGINIA
  
Had them Japanese
people eating fish.
Didn't know it was lunchtime.
  
14.  WASHINGTON STATE
  
All that rain and snow
Can never compete
With it's powerful blowholes
  
15.  OHIO
  
OH HIGH OH
OHIOH
OHIO
  
16.  ILLINOISE
  
Birthplace of Lincoln
and Chicagoland
Nothing much else but farmland
  
17.  ASSISTANCE?
  
I wanted to help
the homeless so I fed
them government nonsense
  
18.  INDIANA
  
Same old flatland lit
up at night Lincoln's
Hiway taking in the sights
  
19.  WINDS OF CHANGE
  
Big bad wolf tried
to knock down my house of hay
today..  I knew he blew.
  
20. COYOTE TRIED
  
Leader scolded me at five
Better off dead
Amen coyote cried

As the Walmarts
turn the world
into a *******
by supporting unequal opportunity
through
the support
of illegal immigration
They become
as corrupt
as the politicians
who allow such actions

A thousand miles wide
The storm it is landside
Takes all the trees that were going to die
The cargo floods the highways
A pier ride in the ocean
Fifty-five hundred sheltered, safe and sound
Over 6 million people without power
Did they ever really have the power
Not like Sandy
Such devastation
The govenor needs a vacation
Again

Are you the right key to the hole in the stitch of my sock monkey heart?

The midnight alley cats sing harmony
The fire and police
Lay down the backbone and the beat
to summon music from the street
The ambulance then takes the lead
they drive Daly away
They could have just called up a hearse
the stench of death will stay
The dogs are barking
Howling wolves can hear it far away
No need to light a river fire
was ninety-eight today
too many homeless died last winter
too many homeless in the seat today

Harry don't burn the house down
Alcohol has rottended your brain
Try to give up the drinking
By replacing your niacin

You can't blame Victoria this time
And I know equally of all your pain
but no amount of police friend protection
Sometimes you have to cure with restraint

Harry don't burn the house down
Remember **** hits, when we were kids
We didn't have no crack pipe
We were lucky that way, no sh*t

And don't crap where your mother might live
Harry don't burn the house down

Friendship
Kindness
  
The Horned toads
and Scorpions
  
Picking at my bones
  
I should have listened
to the howling wails
  
of the desert wolves