Monday, September 27, 2010

Motor City Blues

Chocolate fudge in an antique shop
Changing colours, just like the fall
Battery plant and Amy's smile
She said she is sorry for i am leaving now

Diamond ring, straight down the sink
Her hair blows wild in the savage wind
She loves her kid, she calls him Sage
She'd like to hang out, if she could free her cage

Sister love, some garage tools
Playing Euchre on a pizza stool
The grill is done, the smoking wood
The radio's on, CCR and The Who

Motor City, where is my drive
College town, i wanna get done by five
Grizzly bear, a plate of Polenta
I am back home, could you please open the door

The job is done, just on time
Load the stacker, load the line
Sing one last song, before you close
Play many songs, before i doze

Peace and quiet is all we want
Injection molds, close in and out
Sing a song, sing it loud
It don't matter who and it don't matter what

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Puff Cake And Moth Ball Saliva Stew

He be worse than a rattlesnake
He a snake that rat you out
She a stone fox moonlight drive
She a puff cake merry go round

He a dark room spook light rain
He a motorcycle hurricane
She a sweet cheek dessert plate
She a late night movie date

Gotta give it to them
To see
How long does it take
To be
To be
To be together
Lost Forever

He a slam dunk four point shoot
He a moth ball saliva stew
She a yellow custard fruit and pie
She a bubble wrapper disco light

He a black bird wingless flight
He a belong to nobody's tribe
She a pancake on a maple leaf
She a butterfly on a rolling wheel

Gotta give it to them
To see
How long does it take
To be
To be
To be together
Lost forever

He a torn eye crooked grin
He a spot face holes within
She a dream smile cowbell ring
She a flute tone melodic string

He a sun burst bleach of hair
He a grease ball key to spare
She a honey baked cookie dove
She a long lost mountain of love

Gotta give it to them
To see
How long does it take
To be
To be
To be together
Lost forever

He a smoke rage whiskers creep
He a death wish dug too deep
She a vapor smooth drama steam
She a pudding on a candy cream

He a fire breathing oily sack
He a wall scrape crawling nail attack
She a blue ripple in a pool of sand
She a purple moon in a tale of this land

Gotta give it to them
To see
How long does it take
To be
To be
To be together
Lost forever


Tuesday, September 07, 2010

Footprint

Looking down the hill

Wild cherries with a footprint

Lonely as a window sill

Burning smoke and a flavor mint


Swing sky high into the song

The rope that holds you tight

The birds have taken rather long

To kill the angels with all their might


Descend slowly back into the joke

The ropes that you are freed from

The birds hold the gun as he spoke

Speechless as he lets go of the gun


Looking up into space

Melting stars with no name

Starving to win the race

The footprints are to blame