Silly how the man tells the monkey
How to be
When the sound rings a mind dings
And then, once again, the mind and body are on the fringe'
Oh what a lucky laughable existence it is to be a human bein' nowadays
What a weary worrisome chore upon a forever lappin' shore
Have you heard about the one that never had any fun?
Of course you didn't.
I ain't talking to you though I'm talkin' to the one behind you
The sister with a blister in her heart that shows in her eyes
In her arms and her soul and the way she waters that tea in her bowl
What a worried lady, what a worried way to be, oh maybe I'll make her be with me
Not a worry when the weather is cold
Cause' then I'll have you right here with me
Sister mary make me some supper
I need an upper
For the morning that I'm seein' outside
There's a high storm cloud a brewin'
Way oh way up inside of my head
And there's not a way that God, the saints, or a lady bout' to faint
Is gonna make me change these evil ugly taints
An improviso' of musico
A literary magnetico
A wheeze in a breeze that is cold but brings love
Forget me, sin with me, live and be with me
Tonight take no flight
For this night
Is our night