IMMORTAL Graton CA 13 October 1999
Kill yourself, don't kill yourself
See if I care, see how I care
See if you dare, see if I stare
You think you're immortal?
--
Believe yourself, deceive yourself
See if I know, see if I go
See where ya blow, see what ya show
You think you're immortal?
--
A fast end's better than no end at all
A dead end's better than no death at all
And if you come up against that wall -
Did ya fall? Can ya crawl is that all?
You think you're immortal?
--
Leave yourself, don't grieve yourself
See if there's answers or fast way to learn'em
Hide'em, abide'em, ride'em
You think you're immortal?
--
They're dead, they're all dead, they're all gone
Someone killed'em or they killed themselves
Someone sold'em, took'em off the shelves
They're dead, they're all dead, they're all gone
You think you're immortal?
--
They're gone - why aren't you? Why are you still here?
Ya got some death warmed up, to hide from, to run for?
Ya got the breath to beg for, to beg for, to beg for?
Just why the fock are you still here?
You think you're immortal?
--
There's no everlasting grace, no resting place, no nested dead
There's no safety shield, no place to yield, ya just end up dead
It's just your head, it's pounding, pounding, pounding, pounding
You hit the depths, into the abyss, you're sounding, sounding,
sounding, sounding, sounding, sounding...
You think you're immortal?
--
And the only pleasure is when the pain stops
The only pleasure, the only pleasure
The pain, the pain, the pain...
You think you're immortal?
--
Your neoprene nipples catch fire
You fock 'til the nitrous runs out
You fock 'cause it's better than dying, right now
But wait 'til tomorrow, tomorrow...
You think you're immortal?
--
[percussion]
--
Kill yourself, don't kill yourself
See if I notice, see if they notice
See if you notice, see who cares
You think you're immortal?
You think you're immortal?
You think you're immortal?
THE CROSSING (Arabic mode) Healdsburg, CA 15 October 1999
[driving percussion]
--
We packed up... what little we had
We cast off... and rand the outer reef
The wind kissed... and licked our little sail
The currents... pulled us eastward
--
We pulled to, we heaved back
And watched the wind drive the clouds
--
The crossing... was easier than most
The dolphins... flashed past heedlessly
The west wind... held up, steady good
Sacrifices... were swallowed greedily
--
We crested one last wave
The sea had brought us, safe...
KAHUNA BAY (faux Hawaiian) Santa Rosa, CA 16 October 1999 *
[slow] Ev'ry time I walk into town
People stop and laugh at me
Just because I don a grass skirt
Wear a hula shirt
And play the ukelele (lele)!
Just because I have a big dream
Everyone's so unkind
They can't see what's obsessing me
Whirling around my mind...
--
[chorus/faster] I wanna watch the Wahines sway
Down on the sands of Kahuna Bay
I'll feast on mangos and coconuts
While the hula girls shake their butts (thump thump)
I'll suck da-quiris and shave-ice
In that trop-i-pickle paradise
We'll plonk and play our lives away
Down on the sands of Kahuna Bay
--
[slow] Neighbors sus-pect that I'm half stoned
Smoking too much loco-weed
Drug enforcement breaks down my door
Rousts me out, more or less ev-ry week
Life without a dream ain't worthwhile
Watch your smiles fade away
So I'll pack up my surfboard
Kiss off the landlord
And start a new life today...
--
[chorus][instrumental][overblown ending]
WELCOME TO GOD-LAND GODZ Forestville 1994 - 18 Nov 1999 **
(mini-opera)
[overture]
--
[c] (Saints preserve us, in formaldehyde
Saints distract us, take us for a ride
Saints fellate us, feel so warm inside
Saints devour us, broiled or baked or fried)
--
[c -- instrumental strophe]
--
[a] Welcome to GodLand, I am your priest, I'll give you
Absolution (thump) and psychic release, I'll take your
(ah) Love donation, all in God's na-a-a-ame
Just keep your legs crossed, and take all the blame (uh uh)
And then... and then...
--
[a] Welcome to GodLand, I am your Pope, I'll give
Infallible dogma and sugarplum hope, I'll put a
Lock on your crotch and a crutch in your head (uh uh)
We'll shepherd your soul if you're living or dead (ah ah)
And then... and then...
--
[b] Freedom from thinking, freedom from freedom
Freedom from her-e-sy (whee whee whee)
Give us your gonads, give us your money
Give us your pi-e-ty (free free free)
--
[a -- instrumental strophe]
--
[a] Welcome to SinLand, now let's have some fun, (ah) with a
Gay Ayatollah, and a [thump] Leather Nun; (ah) try some
Vestal vir-gins (ooh), and hot Tantric Touch (o yeah!)
Ecstatic immersion is never too much (ooh ooh)
And then... and then...
--
[b] Here come the guilt trips, here comes the karma,
Here comes the mind-control (roll roll roll)
There goes your spirit, there goes your freedom
There goes your iron-clad soul (soul soul soul)
--
[c] (You don't have to ride on this wheel
You can leave any time you will
Jump past the fire and you're free
No saints, no h'aints, just be)
--
[c -- instrumental strophe]
[a -- instrumental & fade]
NO VEGETABLES WERE HARMED has moved here
THRU TIME & SPACE WITH... (waltz) Forestville CA 22 Oct 1999 *
Give me time, give me space
Give me condoms that work and a boss who's a jerk
Give me crabs, give me scabs,
Give me every experience NOW! (now now now)
--
Give me hope, give me dope
Give me all of my friends at the end of a rope
Give me hair, let me swear
Give me every insanity NOW! (now now now)
--
[break] I used to think I had nothing to offer, I
Used to think life was a waste
Now I've got options and pizza trays piling up
Give me another big taste...
--
Give me grace, give me grease
Give me all of your cash and the rest of your stash
Feed me trash, watch me crash
Let me live with profanity NOW! (now now now)
--
[inst]
--
[break] I used to room with a geek who had better clothes
I used to bother myself, but
Since I hit bottom I've changed my perspective, now
I'm almost somebody else...
--
Give me space, give me time
Give me brutal reality and lotsa wine
And some blow; watch me grow
I'll take sisters and brothers and so many others
And nieces and daughters and maybe some otters
And walrus and penguins and Druzes and Bed'wins
And Cath'lics and Cathars and Sufis and surfers
And webmasters, winemakers, lawyers and fakers
To Hell with me [BANG!] when I go! (go go go)
I'M MORTIFIED GODZ (gospel) Forestville CA 23 Oct 1999
Flagellation's such a trip (I'm mortified, mortified)
Spoil the child and use the whip (I'm mortified, mortified)
Hit me 'til I'm bloody red (I'm mortified, mortified)
Whip me 'til my demon's dead (I'm mortified, mortified)
--
[chorus] Nail me to a cross, nail me to a tree
Cut my body loose, cut my spirit free
--
Punish me for what I've done (I'm mortified, mortified)
Flay my flesh right to the bone (I'm mortified, mortified)
Mercy, mercy, use the scourge (I'm mortified, mortified)
Scour away each sinful urge (I'm mortified, mortified)
--
[chorus] Nail me to a gate, nail me to a door
Yes I'm such a sinner, yes I'm such a whore
--
Penitence will set us free (I'm mortified, mortified)
Suffering for you and me (I'm mortified, mortified)
Material world's just a sham (I'm mortified, mortified)
Bloody meat is all I am (I'm mortified, mortified)
--
[chorus] Mortify my body, liberate my soul
With pleasure I am nothing, with pain I am whole
CIMARRON ROSE (western) Forestville CA 1995 - 2 Nov 1999
Now, down in Durango, in the year of '81
I rode in from the prairie, I was lookin' for some fun
I wanted to get pleasured from my head down to my toes
So I called... on Cimarron Rose
--
[cho1] Cimarron Rose, Cimarron Rose
Everyone kno-ows, she blows and she blows
Cimarron Ro-o-ose, Cimarron Rose
That hard-lovin' Texican grrl
--
She looked me up, she looked me down,
she said, "Ain't you a gent!
Yer lookin' like a feller who is just a little bent"
I shyly admitted the fact (THUMP!)
she blew her nose, she said,
"Yer secret's safe with Cimarron Rose" [cho1]
--
She licked me up, she licked me down,
she licked me all around, she said,
"Git yer butt right over here and put it on the ground!"
I never will forget that night, she left me in a whirl
That cross-patchin' Texican grrl
--
[cho2] Cimarron Rose, Cimarron Rose
The fastest tongue in Texas, as far as anyone knows
Cimarron Ro-o-ose, Cimarron Rose
That pump-suckin' Texican grrl
--
She blew me up, she blew me down, she blew me 'cross the plains
She blew me in the sunshine and she blew me in the rain
Then she pulled out a little whip, said, "Boy, now git in line!"
That pearl-handled Texican grrl [cho2]
--
[slower] Some... like... to stay in town;
some... like... to run around
Some... like.. sheer elegance;
some... like... a wild wild dance
[instrumental run]
Some... like... a sheep or goat;
some... like... a deep deep throat
I... think... I've found it all -
that stump-thumpin' Texican grrl [cho1]
--
One hot and dusty day, in old Santa Fe
I'd saved up all my pay, for one big juicy lay-ay-ay
They told me she was gone, I nearly hurled my pearls, I said
"I gotta find that Texican grrl!" [cho1]
MY FRIENDS, THE MOLLUSCS Forestville CA 14 Nov 1999
My friends, the molluscs, they wrap me up tight
They show me a good time, keep me up all night
My friends, the molluscs, have spectacular sex
They sure have nice houses, and very short necks
--
My friends, the molluscs, take me to the zoo
Let me feed the tigers, and the giant squids too
My friends, the molluscs, eat dinosaurs
Also wolverines, and sometimes the poor
--
My friends, the molluscs, contribute to the arts
Help starving flautists, with orchestral parts
My friends, the molluscs, watch lesbian shows
Laugh at all the good lines, and look from below
--
It's good to have friends, ya gotta have friends...
--
My friends, the molluscs, support the NRA
Shoot wormy vagrants, make the guilty pay
My friends, the molluscs, are kind to cats
Never would hit them with baseball bats
--
Ya gotta have friends, those mollusc-y friends...
SALAMAGUNDI (hot horns & chorus) Forestville CA 21 Nov 1999 *
Last night (in the alley) in the alley behind the bar
(the bar, the bar, the bar)
(Sally) Salamagundi went a lit-tle bit too far
(too far, too far, too far)
Sally's alien implant crashed (ker-splash!)
Sally flashed electric blue (woo-woo!)
I bet you'd do the same if it was you
(too blue, too blue, too blue)
--
[chorus] And ain't that how it goes? (it goes)
And ain't that how it goes? (woe-woe)
--
Sally broad-cast mind-waves that washed around the world
(one world, one world, one world)
Synap-ses sizzled and neurons came unfurled
(one world, one world, one world)
But it wasn't Sally's fault (no-no-no!)
Sally's just primordial goo (woo-woo!)
I bet you'd do the same if it was you
(would you? would you? would you?) --chorus--
--
[break] Did'ja ever stop to think (don't think!)
While you're standing on the brink (don't blink!)
How you'd really like a drink and a long time-out?
(time-out, time-out, time-out)
Did'ja ever hear us cuss (hocus)
'Bout the effect ya have on us (pocus)
Just sittin' on the cusp, feelin' so worn out
(no doubt, no doubt, no doubt)
--
At the century's end, Sally's char-acter was true
(so true, so true, so true)
Sally smiled and smelled and smirked just like me and you
(me too, me too, me too)
Then the present became the past (who passed?)
Sally's time-machine flipped too fast (so fast!)
You'd be surprised how the first be-came the last
(the last, the last the last) --chorus--
SUNNY CYBELE Forestville CA 22 Nov 1999
[waltz in the adult lounge at a family naturist camp]
[a] She was sunburnt and strangely subdued
That proletaneous nude
She oozed quie-tude from ev'ry pore
I asked if she'd like a drink
She smiled with eyes like ink
Her pronovalence left links at ev'ry door
--
[b] The din of the kin floated in thru the window
She thought of infibulation
Washed over by voices of such forgone choices
Proof (thud) of her prediliction
Sweet Cybele of my dreams
--
[a] She sipped from her jigger of gin
She asked if I was a friend
She asked if I intended to ply her with more
I replied with rhapsodomancy
It was really nothing so fancy
Just nonchalancy from a dehydrated troubadour
--
[a] I wasn't quite avering
Nor importuning a fling
Just plucking a lutestring, imbibing the res-onance
But she was pentapopemptic
Significantly rusticant, and
Forthwith overrode my weak contrivance
--
[b] It was "do that!" and "do this!"
and "screw that!" and "screw this!"
And "you rat!" and "oh piss!" and more
An audience cheered as my head mutineered
And I steered my way clear to the door
Sweet Cybele of my dreams
--
[a] I'll probably be back again (thump)
When I recover my wind (thump)
My pedetentous return is inevitable
How could my life exclude
That polychrestical nude
My obsessions preclude any rude solitude, were I able
EVEN FEMALE PENGUINS
(Prostitute Themselves For A Pebble...)
(with Hilary) Forestville CA 23 Nov 1999
Wow, talk about a cheap date... (shuffling for pebbles)
(How far will she go for a nice agate marble?) (woo-woo)
I took my love to the pebbled beach
She cried, "Gimme *that* one!"
I said, "Bend over!"
We did many things
And had many flings
Until the tide came in
--
I took my love to the quarry deep
She shouted, "Ooh! An agate!"
I grunted, "Spread'em!"
The Earth moved for me
As it moved for her
About 7 on the Richter
--
I took my love to a rocky cove
She swooned, "An agate!"
I climbed on top
We did many things
I flapped my wings
And looked for the next rock
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