Spin Measurements

do you exist
or are you just a figment
of your own imagination
but of course
if you did not exist
how can you have an imagination
just because you cannot see it
doesn't mean it isn't there
how do you measure
the truth
you can be promised the moon
but often the moon
is out of sight
at least in your perspective
waxing and waning
but we know it is still there
is this the theorem
of politicians
just because you cannot see it
doesn't mean I haven't done it
how do you measure
the truth
it is always coated with spin
the depth of the measurement
can be determined
by the height of your boots
multiplied by the depths
of your soul
divided by the thickness
of your head

Gomer LePoet....

"Master Of The House"

My band of soaks, my den of dissolute's
My ***** jokes, my always ****** as newts
My sons of ****** spend their lives in my inn,
Homing pigeons homing in
They fly through my doors,
And they crawl out on all fours

Welcome, Monsieur, sit yourself down
And meet the best innkeeper in town
As for the rest, all of 'em crooks:
Rooking their guests and crooking the books
Seldom do you see
Honest men like me
A gent of good intent
Who's content to be

Master of the house, doling out the charm
Ready with a handshake and an open palm
Tells a saucy tale, makes a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got a little price!

Master of the house, keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve 'em of a sou or two
Watering the wine, making up the weight
Pickin' up their knick-knacks when they can't see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody's ***** friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!

Master of the house, quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby to pass him by
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher, and lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Everybody's chaperone
But lock up your valises
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone!

Food beyond compare. Food beyond belief
Mix it in a mincer and pretend it's beef
Kidney of a horse, liver of a cat
Filling up the sausages with this and that
Residents are more than welcome
Bridal suite is occupied
Reasonable charges
Plus some little extras on the side!
(Oh Santa!)

Charge 'em for the lice, extra for the mice
Two percent for looking in the mirror twice
Here a little slice, there a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the window shut
When it comes to fixing prices
There are a lot of tricks I knows
How it all increases, all them bits and pieces
Jesus! It's amazing how it grows!

(Oh, sorry love
Let's get something done about that)
I used to dream that I would meet a prince
But God Almighty, have you seen what's happened since?

Master of the house? Isn't worth my spit!
Comforter, philosopher' and lifelong ****!
Cunning little brain, regular Voltaire
Thinks he's quite a lover but there's not much there
What a cruel trick of nature landed me with such a louse
God knows how I've lasted living with this ******* in the house!

Master of the house!
Master and a half!
Comforter, philosopher
Don't make me laugh!
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!

Everybody bless the landlord!
Everybody bless his spouse!

Everybody raise a glass
Raise it up the master's ****
Everybody raise a glass to the Master of the House!


Writer(s): Jean Marc Natel, Herbert Kretzmer, Claude Michel Schonberg, Alain Albert Boublil
Copyright: Productions Bagad, Alain Boublil Music Ltd., Boublil Alain Editions



Gomer LePoet ....

Dreamer

I dreamed I touched the sky of blue
I dreamed I was alone with you
the night so divine and love was blooming

though dreams so seldom come true
a woman so beautiful like you
to touch my heart would surely be dreaming

when I'm alone late at night
I close my eyes and take that flight
dreaming is the way I capture you

your kisses take me to a new height
of ecstasy and burning light
I would do anything to make this dream come true

Gomer LePoet...

Impulsive & Reckless

I want to be totally impulsive
throw my arms around this bliss
I want to completely lose myself
in your tender soft kiss

the sadness in your beautiful eyes
reflects the concern in your heart
I know I compound your fears
I have been in love with you from the start

but let me just take this moment
to embrace this love that we share
I love the feel of your silky soft skin
and the fragrance of your long golden hair

the passing years have changed your look
each photo of you takes me there
I love every one they stir me inside
will you ever understand just how much I care

so I want so bad to be reckless
to capture your heart in my world
to take you away to a magical place
to feel our love completely unfurled

Gomer LePoet....

No Badge of Courage

I have never been in war
I have never had the desire
to take the life of another human
nor did I ever have this desire
to trod through mountainous
or sand blown desserts
or any hot steamy jungle
dodging bullets and poisonous insects
or snakes like the two step of Vietnam
a snake so named because that
was usually the number of steps
a man could walk before falling
after he had been bitten by one

no I have never had the desire
to carry a 50 lb pack on my back
in sweltering or freezing conditions
pursuing a frightened kid or worse yet
a crazy kid wanting to **** me in
the name of his chosen god

yet, I somehow feel incomplete,
I have had friends who endeared
these conditions, some who never
returned to their friends, families
except in a wooden box

but I feel that I never fulfilled my obligations
in wake of this Veterans day
I once again have this feeling of sadness
this feeling I never put my life on the line
to defend a creed, a purpose, a need
of other peoples who needed help
to fight the indignities of killings
tortures, slavery

to defend them in their reach for
justice, freedom, humanity.

So all I can do I guess is do what
I do every year about this time,
thank these brave men and women
who sacrifice their time, their lives
to help keep this and other nations
safer, humane, with dreams of the future
may whoever your chosen God or belief
protect you from harm today
in the hopes that tomorrow will be better


Gomer LePoet ....

Footsteps

following in the footsteps
the tradition to carry on
with bowed head of gratitude
for your namesake is in my soul
though I am not a warrior
or a king I will never be
a musician and poet I claim
these gifts you gave to me
I wish I had the wisdom
that you passed on to Solomon
or the courage to slay my Goliath
but I will never be a prophet
or a champion of the people
and pray that I will never
shame the name that was given

Gomer LePoet ....

SO BIG - so small

how big is the baby
how small is a quark
how big is the universe
sometimes we cannot see
even when it is not dark

how big is a mother's love
how small is an atom
how big is the desire to be wanted
sometimes our thoughts
are consumed by the internal phantom

how big are the bluest eyes
how small is a blackened heart
how big are your treasured dreams
sometimes we must reach out
push fear aside and just simply start

Gomer LePoet...

Queen takes Bishop

Queen takes Bishop
she takes him for a ride
in her chariot of emerald and gold
out to the countryside

they're hiding from the Knight
in the middle of the day
she is seeking his special blessing
in almost every way

should the King find out
find them sprawled on the lawn
he would have their very heads
executed by his pawn

and so it is written
written in the book
once known as the castle
now assumes as rook

Gomer LePoet....

A Beautiful Thing

when she smiles at me
the glow in her eyes
sends a flame to my heart
when she touches my hand
and sings my name in a whisper
I feel a tear form in my eyes
all the love she brings
calls out to me
take me
take my heart
take my love
it is
A Beautiful Thing

Gomer LePoet....

The Atomic Weight of Arrogance

Politicians, self-absorbed business tycoons
super star athletes and various other baboons
have this special quality which we all endear
thinking they are above us they make it perfectly clear

they're thoughts, needs and wants are second to none
they want these important issues known to everyone
czars, kings, dictators, potentates put them in a line
actors, music stars, the schoolyard bully even comes to mind

we have all known or seen them digitally displayed publicly
holding down with tightly clenched fist if we disagree
they have been endowed with preordained magic powers  
sprinkled by their own private god's golden showers

they have always known more than mere mortal man
with more intelligence in one finger that's always been the plan
some seem confused that we don't all see them as our hero
last I checked the atomic weight of arrogance is still a whopping zero

Gomer LePoet....

My Pop

quite a few years have passed
since he has fallen to bone and dust
I don't know why
but I thought about him this morning
for the first time in a long time
I knew many things about him
but I really didn't know him at all
I regret this fact
I miss him
all the conversations I would
like to have with him now
well it's just too late
I was too busy with my life
he was busy with his life
I did mourn him for quite a while
but like I said
it has been a while since I have
thought about him
I miss him
Oh did I already say that
I wish I could call him on the phone
or stop by his place
sit and chat
about his thoughts
his feelings
his desires
I miss him  

Gomer LePoet...

Plunk your Magic Twanger

years ago when I was a tike
back when I could barely even ride my bike
there was this silly show I loved and had to see

on Saturday mornings just for kids
they showed short films and had funny skits
so weird it seemed they were just talking to me

films about this kid they called the Jungle Boy
he rode on an elephant and brought me great joy
always tracking down men doing evil things

then there was always this special guest
a doctor, a scientist, someone who impressed
who would try to demo and explain

their special skills but is was to no avail
along came the gremlin with water spritzer and pail
and on the poor speaker he would make it rain

he was called Froggy the Gremlin a puppet at best
he'd dance like a clown and stick out his chest
and he was always introduced with this silly chant

plunk your magic twanger froggy, oh my dear
and boing in a puff of smoke he would appear
and bedlam would ensue he'd go off in a rant

Hiya kids, Hiya, he'd always say as he danced
on the edge of my seat, I was so entranced
what kind of stunt would he now try to pull

squirt the guest with his seltzer bottle he was so bad
the guest would run away, run away so wet and mad
the gremlin always kept his bottle full

zany comedy, mindless laughter every week
couldn't wait to see who would be the next weeks geek
so innocent then so full of vigor and vim

there is another part to this story someday I will tell
later on in high school before the first morning's bell
Froggy is still alive, no cant forget him

Gomer LePoet...

Wailin on the Blues

Well my guitar is wailin, solid bluesy growl,
I look up at the moon, and all I can do is howl,  
bend those notes bittersweet, if blues is what you like,
my soul is deep in pain tonite, stand up closer to the mike

pour my heart to anyone, who is listening and understands,
wish I had my friends here with me, hammerin their baby grands,
cause when you're feeling all alone, music can help you grieve,
got nothing in my pockets, got nothing up my sleeve

but I do have this friend of mine, he's always here with me,
he helps when the times are bad, takes real good care of me,
I call my friend Lester, yes he's built by Mr. Paul,    
six hot electric burning wires, just waiting for the call

BB and all his friends, would be very very proud,
and when I hit that echo box, I'll drive right through the crowd,
don't know if things will turn out good, not sure what that means,
I could be left just standing here, me and my machines

I'm wishing that the Oak City lady, sleeps real well tonight,
don't know if I'll still be here, when comes the first daylight,
Got a huge amount of wailing, pulling me down to the ground,
crank me up just one more notch, could be lifeless when I'm found

Gomer LePoet...

Letter of Rejection

We are sorry to inform you
your services are not needed
your thoughts superseded
and I'm sorry for the pain

We request you not call us
or send us any letter
this will not get any better
we ask you to refrain

We ask that you go quietly
do not ask for our number
do not disturb our precious slumber
the patter of falling rain

We can call our attorney
he can keep you in confusion
make you pay for your intrusion
so sorry for the stain

We reject your inquisition
this is your final notice
please follow our man Otis  
it will not help you to complain

Gomer LePoet...

Freud's Frantic Friends

Psychopathology
therapeutic techniques
free association
and tight **** cheeks
manic depression
afraid of my fate
you say it's okay
if I go ahead and *******
transference redirection
it's my daddy's fault
he was the one who told me
take the money from the vault
I can't stand up
but you say it's okay
I can blame someone else
for making me that way
it was a friend of a friend
that groped my crotch
it was his own dam fault
I stole his fancy watch
extreme hate rage and
parentification
general distrust
needs no elaboration
my mommy made me mean
so I take it out on you
cause you remind me of her
in everything you do
the way that you wiggle
when you go for a walk
I'm glad you stopped by
to have this little talk

Gomer LePoet...

Some Would but Immanuel Kant

some say logic isn't logical at all
some think there is no burden of proof
some can live on faith alone
some would lie right to your face
some find no use in morality
some say we are just crazy kids
some want everything for themselves
some take life for granted
some make music with everything they touch
some bring hell with everything they say
some do nothing at all
some escape into their dreams
some would be happy with the way things are
but Immanuel Kant

Gomer LePoet...

To the Moon Alice

I know I seem to be in a rut
but it would be nice if you kept your mouth shut
snide remarks and wise *** cracks
never a moment to just relax

you're in my face you're on my back
how will ever get back on track
someone needs to come to grips
a good ole smack right across your lips

picked a bad day to give up coke
and my ***'s all gone that ain't no joke
haven't had a cigarette in the last 3 nights
my head is spinning shut off the lights

the honeymoon's over that's for sure
guess I could just go out that door
I doubt I'll make it all the way til noon
before sending Alice to the moon

Gomer LePoet...

******-Babble

smacking lips words of jive
phantom flying in circles giving comrades five
****** dreams silently Kant's alive
  
Gomer LePoet....

Newton's Law

I put it in motion moving in space
the classic mechanics with egg on it's face
it is your basic movement of virtual action
every single cause has a reaction

if you push you get pull in the inverse
back and forth forward then reverse
too many challenges can burn itself out
momentum building creating the doubt

a message was sent could not be retracted
bodies in motion over reacted
gravitational pull increases acceleration
now sitting alone no participation

will the owner of the souls ever return
or am I left out here alone to burn
should have thought sooner before releasing the arrow
she has been injured clipped the wing of the sparrow

now searching for remedies everywhere rootin'
trying to reach Sir Isaac Newton
return the bodies to orbit each other
just like before like sister and brother
  
Gomer LePoet....

Cut Me Some Slack

the stench rolls
like a Hindu walking stick
columns of balderdash fill the skies

like an accordion of hemlock stems
the squandered overlooks  
remain today

squeeze tight
never letting ardent screams
refill the emptied dreamers chalice

this shall remain intact with impact
according to the will of men
and the children

never have been
baalzebub has not been seen
since he left Accaron just to the west

still the flickering of lights and eyes
garments draped down again
over bowed head

Gomer LePoet ....

Duja Ve

am I an anti-schizophrenic
or just a hypnagogic ****  
because all this never happened once before
you might say I am pathetic
trying to make your sweet ears perk
this is the first time I've seen you walk out that door

well according to the academy
it could be to much caffeine
the reasons are just way too many to recall
no contrasting dichotomy
slick head like Mr Clean
I have to go badly and there is no open stall

could it be I just forgot the words
my memory has been so keen
thirty lashes with a noodle seem to be in order
different than many other birds
the songs the nightingales sing
have never been captured by my recorder

it seems these things never do repeat
at least I cannot find the reason
is it possible I may have gotten too much sleep
sadly I do not have happy dancing feet
my secrets no cause for treason
maybe I should count goats instead of sheep

Gomer LePoet ....

Scuse Me

was it purple haze
that filled my eyes
when I said scuse me
while I kiss the sky

the wind whispered Mary
and someones house was burning
causing a manic depression
the tides were gently turning

the crosstown traffic
searching for the flower power
and the voodoo chile
all along the watchtower

I say hey Joe
where you goin' with that gun
lookin' for the foxy lady
and stayin' on the run

so I stood next to a mountain
while the gods made love
another rainy day dream away
hearing Jimi from above

why did you have to go
I wasn't finished with my listen
I'll see you on the other side
now my eyes slightly glisten

Gomer LePoet ....

Prisoner of Love

I don't need shackles on my wrists
to remind me of the way I feel
the evidence is right in front of me

get on my knees and clench my fists
find a way to seal the deal
I can't let this get away from me

I'm an owner of a battered heart
who keeps coming back for more
no I'll never give up the fight

I'll read my lines play my part
I'll keep knocking on the door
eventually I know I'll get it right

I'm a prisoner of love
and that is just what I want
I wouldn't have it any other way
just a prisoner of love
lock me up and hide the key
I won't hide my feelings away

I have no need for an orange jump suit
it wouldn't look good on me
and I'll still know where I am

you know that your point is moot
you get exactly what you see
I won't hide my head like a clam
  
I'm a prisoner of love
and that is just what I want
I wouldn't have it any other way
just a prisoner of love
lock me up and hide the key
I won't hide my feelings away

Gomer LePoet ....

Disingenuous

you're a
hip hop
***** mop
slap right in the face
a turn down
runaround
useless piece of space
a pretender like you really care
but I know you ain't going anywhere

so disingenuous

I'm a
cold fish
broken dish
ran away with a spoon
I look alive
with a high five
cow jumping over the moon
a pretender like I really care
but I know I ain't going anywhere

so disingenuous

we can dream
we can scheme
stay on the top of pretenders
we can cry
and wonder why
alone in a world of contenders

so disingenuous


Gomer LePoet ....

The Bridge is on Fire

what is it with pride
biting your nose just never works
your face is still the same
and that's a shame
the ones who touch your heart
should be the ones you touch
even if they don't touch you
the way you want them to
there was something special
about them that found their way
into your heart
into your soul
and it is still there …

so I am trying to rebuild
the bridges I have burned
all the time I have wasted
all the love I have tasted
before my time has left the building
just like Elvis

Gomer LePoet ....

All Along the Mulberry Bush

yeah the monkey chased the weasel
she chased him for all these days
she just wanted to hold him
and show him the many ways

the ways that she loved him
the ways that she cared
hoping he would let her in
but only if he dared

was it too much to ask
why can't he see her heart
was it too hard of a task
to let her be a part

a part of his secret world
the part that lasts forever
she wants to taste his lips
and never hear the words never

so will this last until the end of days
will she chase him until he finally drops
just how much longer will this go  
until the weasel pops

Gomer LePoet ....

I Can't Make You Love Me

turn down the lights
turn down the bed
turn down these voices
inside my head
lay down with me
tell me no lies
just hold me close
don't patronize
don't patronize me

i can't make you love me if you don't
you can't make your heart feel
somethin' it wont
here in the dark,in these final hours
i will lay down my heart
and feel the power if you wont
no you wont
cuz i can't make you love me
if you don't

i'll close my eyes
then i wont see
the love you dont feel
when your holdin' me
morning will come
and i'll do whats right
just give me till then
to give up this fight
and i will give up this fight

MIKE REID, ALLEN SHAMBLIN

Gomer LePoet...

The Hero of Song

should I sing of thee
the magic you have bestowed
you bring tears to my eyes
thinking of your heavy load

to lead your nation
in ways few have known
your gentle kind heart
has constantly shown

that every song
deserves to be heard
every single magic note
every single majestic word

Gomer LePoet ....

Chetro Ketl

dreams fallen into the kivas
ceremonies of smoke and drums
flickering light
fallen silent long ago
I wonder as I wander
of twisted words and broken thumbs
darkened nights
where did they go
they too had open hearts
these ancient ones
their cries no longer heard
above the canyon walls
thoughts of Greek tragedy
for many moons and many suns
the dances of whispered word
destiny calls

Gomer LePoet ....

100 Billion Stars

our galaxy of beauty as I gaze up to the sky
the creator shares this awesome sight with you and I
more than 100 billion stars in just this view alone
100 billion more just like it though not a perfect clone

and who knows how many more that we cannot see
the universe goes on and on it seems so endlessly
how can we ever begin to understand the reason
changing ever so slowly season after season

there seems to be no beginning and we still search for the end
I would like to search this world with you my special friend
my small mind cannot comprehend I have no single clue
I can only wonder and share these thoughts with you

Gomer LePoet ....

Incantations of a Madman

do I cast a spell with words of magic
is this just a mantra of proportional tragic
be it of Old English or maybe Germanic
sending ones self into a manic panic

are you one who is a giver or taker
trying to steal her smile you can't mistake her
be ye poet or simple candle maker
behind a mask truly a faker

Mesopotamian pow-wows and Gaelic chants
spiritual wisdom disguised as rants
from deep pockets of knee high pants
Cinderella slippers at a ballroom dance

wave your hand create a Carmen or prayer
conjure up visions of hell if you dare
whispered Yajna like you really care
the fire of Vishnu behind the glare

oh ye of troubled heart and mind
seek out the treasures left behind
feel the breath of tides that bind
bow your heads see what you find

Gomer LePoet....

Itch in my Brain

There's an itch in my brain, and I just can't scratch it
it's been there now, for almost 14 days
went to see my doctor, he said, just can't explain it
I have looked at it now in over 50 different ways

Do you think it's a tumor, could it be it's a growth
I need to get some rest now, I'm feelin like a putz
no he said, you can eliminate them both
I'm more concerned about the swelling in you nuts

he stared at my crotch, and kind of shook his head
said it looks pretty bad, you might need a transfusion
I grabbed him by the collar, “it's my brain” I said
this whole crotch thing, leaves me in confusion

Well let me take another look, just 1 more time
I must have missed something, though I don't know why
what's that sound I hear, it sounds like a chime
no by jove, I think I've found a fly

there's a fly in my head, is that what's wrong
can you get it out, do I need an operation  
sounds like the lyrics to a Todd Rundgren song
you need to call someone else, I'm going on vacation  

So that's the way it is, that's the way it's going
there's a song in my brain, and my girl has left me cold
so that's the real itch, is my broken heart showing
guess I'm not crazy, just tired and old

Gomer LePoet...

"Stay Away"

You gave me too many chances
Now it's drivin' us apart
I keep on runnin' with the boys, girl
But then you knew that from the start
It must keep building up inside you
'Cause you never let it show
I know I'm hanging on the edge now
But I won't let go

I never meant to hurt you
But something was on my mind
Just give me one more chance
We can make it this time

Stay away, stay away from my heart
Stay away, stay away from my heart

If you gave me three wishes
I'd throw two of them away
I've seen that look in your eye girl
I'd use the last one this way
We've been from rags to riches
But your love can't be bought
I'm just a junkyard dog, girl
Who's afraid he's been caught

You're standing in the shadows
Watching everything that I do
And I know the way things must look
It couldn't be further from the truth

Stay away, stay away from my heart
Stay away, stay away from my heart

[Bridge:]
Remember how it used to be girl
Makin' love like it's the last time
We held each other close
Not knowing what we'd found
You felt the pounding of my thunder
As your rain was pouring down

[Instrumental break]

I never meant to hurt you
But something was on my mind
Just give me one more chance
We can make it this time

Stay away, stay away from my heart
Stay away, stay away from my heart
Stay away, stay away from my heart
Stay away, stay away from my heart

Steve Lukather

Gomer Lepoet....

Styx and Stones

Styx and Stones, can break your bones,
they can leave you with cuts and bruises
a broken heart, can go on and on
it's sad, when somebody loses

the things that they love,
the things that define them,
the things so dear to their heart
they fill you with lies,
right in front of you eyes,
they think they're so **** smart

porcupine quills, over-due bills,
are more things that can give you pain
but a stab in the back, or hung on the rack,
will leave more than a mark or a stain

smiles from heaven above,
smiles from the one you love,
smiles from a complete stranger
kisses in a dish,
kisses when you wish,
look for warnings of danger

Styx and Stones, mortgages and loans,
the fat cats are still getting fatter
they scoff and pretend, they've been honest to the end,
while sneaking a bun off your platter

Gomer LePoet....