The Side Car

It was great
Riding beside you
Past scenery
Till the sirens started
Why didn't you let me out?
I begged
You said it was
For the sake of
Adventure
But I don't believe
In such things

A quote and a song

"Obviously you have a hard time distinguishing art from fantasy,
but I can draw a lamp from memory."

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The Blast

The blast has covered up the kitchen
Sending all the women
To a hiding spot no finding
With grass it's coming up the prairie
Life forms start to vary
Just to see the shape of fiction
The sun has come right out of nothing
Everything begins from nothing
Everybody knows that factoid
We wiggle wriggle into forms and
Find ourselves of matter
Coming out from non-matter

And scales just turn right into feathers
Vinyl into pleather
On our faux-finished plaster walls
I block the driveway with my big truck
Recycle hormoned-up duck
By feeding the bones to my dog.

We're on a mission for the people
We do what we're told to
Turning into one another
They'll cane us if we say the shepherd's name
Put our picture in his frame
And make a pretty wall for our home

The words to an untitled song...

Try to guess what it's about!

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Came by today with a sad sad look on your face
And my mother answered the door and let you in.
And I've heard all the talk going down at school...
Tell me, boy, do you think I'm a fool?
I hate to say it man but it's the truth

Chorus:
Johnny, stand in the hall
I'm waiting by the phone for Paul to call
He doesn't have my number but he's getting it from Cindy

Yeah, and I don't know why, yes you are one good-looking guy
And it such a shame you didn't come around sooner
And it's true we got on well last night
Though you know we left that party tight
It doesn't seem fair, oh no. But it's right!

(Chorus)
(Instrumental)

So I guess it's time to say farewell
I do admit you're mighty swell but it's true what they say
About so many boys
And although that Paul is pretty cute
You're looking neat in those Cuban boots
What am I saying...

You're not my type!

(Chorus)