157 Riverside Avenue

I can hear the razz-ma-tazz piano, ah the sound so sweet
lead up to an old thyme rock tune, making me tap my feet
the clubs have come and gone, changing names over and over
but the music has never left, on this south side of Dover

rock and roll star wanna be's, long hair and fancy pants
kickin out the tunes for us, hoping that we'll dance
here's a tune by rocker Lynyrd, or one by Stevie Ray  
even some old R & B, like Sittin on the dock of the Bay

we sat around and drank our beer, raising hell till 2 a.m.
had to go to work next day, and survive that crap mayhem
it did not really matter though, we'd do it again tonite
cause we were young and feisty, and the music made it all seem right

loud guitars and crashing drums, a fiddle and a flute
as long as it was in the right key, we didn't give a hoot
every Thursday thru Saturday night, drink shots and smoke **** too
it just didn't get any better then, 157 Riverside Avenue  

Gomer LePoet...

Now I'm looking inside out
Real friends stick down
For you til the end
Now a days they just pretend
I can feel your frequency
Its a bunch of static
Now I gotta cocked the automatic
Hey
Mr death Angel I got some
Folks who wanna join ya
House party hardly
Huh I since the world
Growing colder
My feelings growing molder
Already got a tight grip on friends
Now they just tighten up my grip
Never settle for an empty clip
I gotta keep dumpin and dumpin
Til I see blood or something?
Heartless weighs more than heart
Cuz you'll fall apart
If you give it your all so start
Markin' suckas like me any
Body from men to women
Can get it **** up the ****** percentage
I gives a **** about a law
I'm on common ground
Define my destiny in my own hands
They we divine but if you break it down
D I V means divide
Its like a verbal suicide
Can't talk to no one
So conversation Is with the dark
Voice repeating
Let it go
But my triggers say no

I got 3 cute CDs - one a folk-country, the two others jazz
Some "different" clothes, with all their razz-a-ma-tazz
a box of diet candy that I thought was just dandy
and a nice Adele CD from one of the nurses here at the hospital
that ring a bell
Trendiness-wise in my subconscious,
a sweat suit from the state American Legion Auxiliary
So I can go out and jog with Hillary,
just kidding,
that would be too titillating
and exhilarating
for me
two books on conservationism that deserve some study
some toiletries,
two magazine subscriptions
for when things get murky,
nothing for muddiness
but then I'm not outside much.

Did you ever wonder
if so-called music experts
considered songs by the above
like Cotton Candy, Last Date,
and Alley Cat maybe
as trite and stale and
all that crap
whenthey've got just as much gap
as an irritated ***
just as much pizzazz
as a sigh with all the razz-ma-tazz
and just as much a successful song
as any that have been crooned.
They're classic top 40
just as much as that ****
FM classic rock (I still like)
I don't mean to shock
or gove away that I'm a flop
but like I've said
in the infantry, our
motto is keep it simple stupid
I wish some of these
****** producers also would
pick up on that and
not try to play decadent Cupid.

Quite a character,
probably got stuck in an elevator
and wanted to be a politician and get in a filed brief
and checked the radiator
out of paranoia
when he was living in a room
and didn't use paraphernalia
if he was using ******
and never got so bad all of
a sudden he's go boom
and probably didn't
have a thing about the Maryland
Terrapins.
Toomes once for all
he knew if there was gravity in
Rich and Ron Saul
and what hippie chicks meant by a babe
and that in life sometimes one
thinks it takes a lot of gall and if SI readers thought as
a phony Tex Meade.
Dizzy
Yeah he probably just used the phizzy
and couldn't stand that one by
Tin Lizzy
either
and got sties in his eyes there.
He was a great pitcher
people remember him
by his great nickname
and what that more comes to mind.
He had razz-a-ma-tazz
(yeah the gaslight)
and probably knew what was his sign.
I bet he was a good man, too
and even grew a fu-manchu.

Nonsensical,
Opened up on life's tax and tole
Opened my eyes and saw 'em explode
Saw 'em explode
Classical,
Opened my watch for a musical
Opened my heart for a gaping hole
Radical,
Jazz tazz razz kinda bad
Glad mad kinda glad
Guess that's
Sad-
Whimsical,
Blue Jeans n' tripping over striped tees
Pretty dress maybe earrings
Flash bash scratch hatch
Nonsensical
(Mad glad kinda bad guess that's sad)
Pink blue every hue
Yellow green
Mellowing
Regret set wanna bet
Great idea bad idea
Woah
Woah
Woah