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Daily Nightly

Darkened rolling figures move thru' prisms of no color
Hand in hand, they walk the night
But never know each other
Passioned pastel neon lights light up the jeweled trav'ler
Who, lost in scenes of smoke filled dreams
Find questions, but no answers
 
Startled eyes that sometimes see phantasmagoric splendor
Pirouette down palsied paths
With pennies for the vendor
Salvation's yours for just the time it takes to pay the dancer
And once again such anxious men
Find questions, but no answers
 
The night has gone and taken its infractions
While saddened eyes hope there will be a next one
 
Sahara signs look down upon a world that glitters glibly
And mountain sides put arms around
The unsuspecting city
Second hands that minds have slowed are moving even faster
Toward bringing down someone who's found
The questions, but no answers
 

Star Collector

Think I'll let her keep on going
Where ever it is, she's going, too
Give her my autograph and tell her
It's been nice knowing you
 
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
She only aims to please young celebrities
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
How can I love her, when I just don't respect her?
 
When everything is going my way
She wants to be close at hand
She moves to some other doorway
When things don't go the way she planned
 
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
She only aims to please young celebrities
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
How can I love her, when I just don't respect her?
 
It won't take much time before I get her off my mind
 
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
She only aims to please young celebrities
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
How can I love her, when I just don't respect her?
 
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
She only aims to please young celebrities
She's a star collector (collector of stars)
How can I love her, when I just don't respect her?
 

Dream World

Walking around with your head in the clouds
You don't care.
Why must you walk when you know
You're not going anywhere.
 
Why don't you come out of your dream world
It's not real.
It's not the way it seems to be.
Why don't you come into the real world.
Come with me.
We'll share our thoughts, forget the dreams.
You'll see.
 
Always pretending that everything's fine
When it's not.
Why must you lie when you know that
You'll aways get caught.
 
Why don't you come out of your dream world
It's not real.
It's not the way it seems to be.
Why don't you come into the real world.
Come with me.
We'll share our thoughts, forget the dreams.
You'll see.
 
[Instrumental]
 
Why don't you come out of your dream world
It's not real.
It's not the way it seems to be.
Why don't you come into the real world.
Come with me.
We'll share our thoughts, forget the dreams.
You'll see.
You'll see.
You'll see.
 

Auntie's Municipal Court

Fine man, crazy man, he can't see
Sound of the sunset, sound of the sea
Why do the people always look at me?
Nobody here can see that we are you
We are you
She's him, too
She's him, too
Fine man, crazy man, he can't see
Sound of the sunset, sound of the sea
Mmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmm
 
Solid brass statuary guards the door
Used to come as one, now it comes as four
Somebody here just sent for more
Red and yellow cartoons saying we need two
We need two
More than you
More than you
Solid brass statuary guards the door
Used to come as one, now it comes as four
Mmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmm
 
Somebody stole their mind
Somebody stole their mind
They say they can't find
What is kind
What is kind
 
[Instrumental]
 
Somebody stole their mind
Somebody stole their mind
They say they can't find
What is kind
What is kind
 
Fine man, crazy man, he can't see
Sound of the sunset, sound of the sea
Why do the people walk away from me?
Nobody here wants to see that we are you
We are you
She's him, too
She's him, too
Fine man, crazy man, he can't see
Sound of the sunset, sound of the sea
Mmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmm
 
Sound of the sunset, sound of the sea
Mmmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmmmm
 

Tapioca Tundra

Reasoned verse, some prose or rhyme
Lose themselves in other times
And waiting hopes cast cast silent spells
That speak in clouded clues.
It cannot be a part of me,
For now it's part of you.
 
Careful plays on fields
That seems to vanish when they're in between
And softly as I walk away
In freshly tattered shoe.
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you.
 
Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze.
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease.
 
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news.
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you.
 
Well, Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze.
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease.
 
[Instrumental]
 
Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze.
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease.
 
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news.
It cannot be a part of me
For now it's part of you.
 

Writing Wrongs

Did you know the water's turning yellow?
Have you heard the sky was falling down?
Did you see that guy fall out the window?
Did you know the circus was in town?
 
Have you heard about Bill Chamber's mother?
She said, 'A woman's work is never done.'
And, oh yes, about that yellow water,
Have you noticed the color of the sun?
 
You have a way of making everything you say seem unreal.
Are you aware that the people who care are mostly stainless steel?
 
[Instrumental interlude]
 
Well, I hope you finally got my letter.
It should have come about this time last year.
And I hope Bill Chamber's mother's better.
Oh, dear! The moon's just disappeared.
 
You have a way of making everything you say seem unreal.
Are you aware that the people who care are mostly stainless steel?
 

I'll Be Back Upon My Feet

Girl, I know the grass is greener, just around the bend.
Got to say, 'Goodbye!' but don't you fear.
Though the road is dark and I might fail to find the end
I won't disappear.
 
I'll be back upon my feet.
I'll be back upon my feet.
Chase the moon and sun to find my one and only you.
I'll be back upon my feet.
I'll be back upon my feet.
Looking high, I'm looking low.
When I find my boots I know I got to go.
 
Maybe I will be a star, or maybe just a clown.
Girl, I'll never know until I try.
Maybe I will meet a girl who'll try to keep me down.
But you don't have to cry.
 

Murderer

One more thing before I go
One more thing I'll ask you, lord
You may need a murderer
Someone to do your dirty work
 
Don't act so innocent
I've seen you pound your fists into the earth
And I've read your books
Seems that you could use another fool
 
Well, I'm cruel
And I look right through
You must have more important things to do
So if you need a murderer
Someone to do your dirty work
 

The Poster

'The circus is coming to town.' it said on the poster.
'Get your tickets now, before it's too late.'
A dancing bear and a circus clown it's so funny.
I can't wait to see everything there.
 
I feel like I'm already there.
I must see her fly through the air.
 
Horse running 'round and 'round in a circle.
I can't wait to see everything there.
I wonder if it's just like they say on the poster.
If it is I know I will be there.
 
I feel like I'm already there.
I must see her fly through the air.
I feel like I'm already there.
I must see her fly through the air.
[repeat and fade]
 

P.O. Box 9847

Handsome, single, young man well respected in his town
Seeks a fine, young lady from a similar background.
Generous, responsible, respectful man of means.
Socialize with presidents and queens.
 
Reply,
P. O. Box 9847
P. O. Box 9847
 
I've described me very poorly,
Better try again.
 
Quiet, sincere, gentleman, well rounded and mature.
Fond of music and the arts, loves the theater.
Educated, sensitive, a trav'ler of the world.
Wants to meet an eligible young girl.
 
Reply,
P. O. Box 9847
P. O. Box 9847
 
I've been writing, advertising
That's not really me.
 
Lonely, understanding man, affectionate and true
Looking for girl to share his dreams and make them true.
Humble, loving, sensitive, considerate and shy.
Only sincere ladies need reply.
 
Reply,
P. O. Box 9847
P. O. Box 9847
 
I'm not liking what I'm typing.
Throw it all away.
 

Magnolia Simms

Love to me is blue-eyed and blonde.
Oh, that's sweet Magnolia.
Apple pie on the window still warm.
That's my sweet Magnolia
 
Walking under a sky that's so blue
After rain has fallen.
When she's walking so close by my side
My troubles seem to just run and hide.
 
[la-dee, da-dum, etc.]
 
Well, walking under a sky that's so blue
After rain has fallen.
When she's walking so close by my side
My troubles seem to just run and hide.
 
Magnolia Simms is my little doll.
I can't live without her.
For if she goes my world will just fall.
Stay with me, Magnolia.
[Sound of record skipping]
Stay with me, Magnolia.
 

Zor And Zam

The king of Zor, he called for war
And the king of Zam, he answered.
They fashioned their weapons one upon one
Ton upon ton, they called for war at the rise of the sun.
 
Out went the call to one and to all
That echoed and rolled like the thunder.
Trumpets and drums, roar upon roar
More upon more.
Rolling the call of 'Come now to war.'
 
Throughout the night they fashioned their might
With right on the side of the mighty.
They puzzled their minds plan upon plan
Man upon man
And at dying of dawn the great war began.
 
They met on the battlefield banner in hand.
They looked out across the vacant land.
And they counted the missing, one upon one,
None upon none.
The war it was over before it begun.
 
Two little kings playing a game.
They gave a war and nobody came.
And nobody came.
And nobody came.
And nobody came.
And nobody came.
[repeat and fade]
 

Porpoise Song

My, my the clock in the sky is pounding away
There's so much to say
A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice
And it cannot rejoice
 
Wanting to be, to hear and to see
Crying to the sky
 
But the porpoise is laughing good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
 
Clicks, clacks
Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs is alright for a while
The ego sings of castles and kings and things
That go with a life of style
 
Wanting to feel, to know what is real
Living is a lie
 
But the porpoise is waiting good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
 

Ditty Diego - War Chant

Well?
Are you kidding? ha ha!
Hey, now, wait a minute!
 
Hey, hey, we are the monkees
You know we love to please
A manufactured image
With no philosophies
 
We hope you like our story
Although there isn't one
That is to say, there's many
That way there is more fun
 
You told us you like action
And games of many kinds
You like to dance, we like to sing
So let's all lose our minds
 
We know it doesn't matter
'cause what you came to see
Is what we'd love to give you
And give it one, two, three
 
But it may come three, two, one, two
Or jump from nine to five
And when you see the end in sight
The beginning may arrive
 
For those who look for meanings
In form as they do fact
We might tell you one thing
But we'd only take it back
 
Not back like in a box, back
Not back like in a race
Not back so we can keep it
But back in time and space
 
You say we're manufactured
To that we all agree
So make your choice and we'll rejoice
In never being free
 
Hey, hey, we are the monkees
We've said it all before
The money's in, we're made of tin
We're here to give you more
 
We want the monkees
 
Give me a 'w'
Give me an 'a'
Give me an 'r'
What does it spell?
 

Can You Dig It?

Some thing doesn't change
There is only one
Always changing inside
What does it become?
 
[Chorus:]
Can you dig it?
Do you know?
Would you care to let it show?
 
Those who know it use it
Those who scorn it die
To sing that you can dig it
Is to make your soul to fly to heaven.
 
[Chorus]
 
There is only feeling
In this world of life and death
I sing the praise of never change
With every single breath
 

As We Go Along

I can tell by your face
That you're looking to find a place
To settle your mind
And reveal who you are
And you shouldn't be shy
For I'm not gonna try
To hurt you or heal you or steal your star
Open your eyes
Get up off your chair
There's so much to do in the sunlight
Give up your secrets
Let down your hair
And sit with me here by the firelight
Why think all about
Who's gonna win out
We'll make up our story as we go along
There's so little time
For us to try to rhyme
And so many highways to travel upon
Open your eyes
Get up off your chair
There's so much to do in the sunlight
Give up your secrets and let down your hair
And sit with me here by the firelight
 

Dandruff

'supernatural? perhaps'
 
'change one tape and the entire process is re-geared
Leisure - the inevitable by-product of our civilization'
 
'the tragedy of your times, my young friends,
Is that you may get exactly what you want'
 
'out!' 'oh'
'out, get out of here!' 'why? what's going on?'
'move it! out!' 'oh, hello officers, i'm certainly glad that...'
'shut up! ok, weirdos'
 
'alright, fellows, would you come forward please?' 'who's that?'
'alright, now, jump up and down a little bit
Huh, fellows, get lost in it?' 'jump up in this? what is this?'
'there you go, very good
Look, you're supposed to be dandruff, fellows
Would you work at it, please?' 'dandruff?'
'jump up and down a little bit?' 'dandruff?'
(dandruff dandruff dandruff)
'good, that's better'
 

Daddy's Song

Years ago I knew a man
He was my mother's biggest fan
We used to walk beside the sea
And he'd tell how my life would be
When I grew up to be a man
Years ago we used to play
He used to laugh when I ran away
But when I fell and hurt my knee
He used to come and comfort me
And the pain would go away
 
Years ago I knew a boy
He was his daddy's pride and joy
But when the daddy went away
It was such a rainy day
That he brought out all his toys
Now the momma did explain
Trying to take away the pain
He just couldn't understand
That his father was not a man
And it all was just a game
 
Years have passed and so have I
Making it hard to cry
And if and when I have a son
Let it all be said and done
Let all that sadness pass him by
 

Poll

'that song was pretty white'
 
'and i'll tell you something else, too, the same thing goes for christmas'
(gasp)
 
'he's crazy'
 
'boys, don't never, but never, make fun of no cripples'
 
'somebody'll come up and giggle at you
That's a violation of your civil rights'
 
'skunk bait
That's what the world is full of
That's what it's based on
That's what this economy is based on'
 
'are you telling me that you don't see the connection between
Government and laughing at people?'
 
'well, let me tell you one thing, son
Nobody ever lends money to a man with a sense of humor'
 

Long Title: Do I Have To Do This All Over Again?

Do I have to do this all over again?
Didn't I do it right the first time?
Do I have to do this all over again?
How many times do I have to make this climb?
Didn't I?
Didn't I?
 
Can I see my way to know what's really real
They say time can fix things by itself
I know life's more than just some kind of deal
Won't you tell me what all, when my soul comes off the shelf
Didn't I, oh, didn't I?
 
Do I have to do this all over again?
Didn't I do it right the first time?
Do I have to do this all over again?
How many times do I have to make this climb?
Didn't I?...
 

Swami Plus Strings

We were speaking of belief
Beliefs and conditioning
All belief possibly could be said to be the result of some conditioning
Thus the study of history is simply the study of one system of beliefs
Deposing another and so on and so on and so on
A psychologically tested belief of our time is that the central nervous
System, which feeds it's impulses directly to the brain, is unable to
Discern between the real and the vividly imagined experience,
If there is a difference, and most of us believe there is
Am i being clear?
To examine these concepts requires tremendous energy and discipline
To experience the now without preconception or belief
To allow the unknown to occur and to occur requires clarity
For where there is clarity, there is no choice
And where there is choice, there is misery
But then why should anyone listen to me?
Why should i speak since i know nothing?
 

Through The Looking Glass

You call my name then you run for protection
I reach out to hold ya' but it's just a reflection
Throught the looking glass
 
Now you've been looking at your life through a mirror
It's time you started seeing things a little bit clearer than
Through the looking glass
 
Watch me break through, girl
I still love you, girl
 
I think you love me by the way you come on girl
Then I turn away for a minute, you're gone girl
Through the looking glass
 
Ahh...
 
You're looking through me
Like you never knew me
 
I've got some things that I'm tryin' to show ya
But you fade away how can I get to know 'ya
Through the looking glass
 

Don't Listen To Linda

Don't listen to Linda
She said all those things before
She's just a pretender,
And though you couldn't love her more
She'll lead you on, and then one day
She'll say you'll have to part
Don't listen to Linda
She'll only break your heart.
 
Don't listen to Linda
If you want some good advice,
Just try to remember,
She did it once, she'll do it twice
There's more to her little games,
Than your eyes can see,
Don't listen to Linda,
Or you'll end up like me.
 
You'll never understand her
All the presents you could hand her,
Could never be enough, oh no,
So, don't underestimate her,
'cause sooner or later,
The goings gonna start to get rough.
 
Don't listen to Linda,
Don't believe the things you hear.
You'll end up, contender,
For the 'Loser Of The Year'.
I've said everything I can
To try and make you see
Don't listen to Linda,
Or you'll end up like me.
 

I Won't Be The Same Without Her

Life is hard for me to touch now.
I just don't enjoy it as much now.
When she left, something inside of me died.
And I won't be the same without her,
No I won't be the same without her
By my side.
 
There's no end end to my sorrow.
I'm afraid to face tomorrow.
When she left, she took much more than my pride.
And I won't be the same without her,
No I won't be the same without her
By my side.
 
It isn't easy to forget her,
And the way it used to be.
She changed my life the day I met her.
And I won't be the same without her,
No I won't be the same without her
Close to me.
 
[Repeat first verse.]
 

You And I

You and I have seen what time does, haven't we?
We both had time to grow
You know we've got more growing to do, me and you
And the rest of them too
 
You can see the changes we've been going through
Such a pity, what a shame
Who can we blame?
You and me, me and you, and the rest of them too
 
In a year or maybe two
We'll be gone and some one new will take our place
There'll be another song,
Another voice, another pretty face
 
You and I have seen what time does haven't we?
We've both had time to grow
You know we've got more growin' to do
Me and you, and the rest of them too
 

Die Antwort

Life, life on the Rebel Side
Can't shake the needles from your life
Life, life on the Rebel Side
Can't shake the needles from your life
Life, life on the Rebel Side
Can't shake the needles from your life
But life on the Rebel Side
I swear I'll love this life all my life
 
Ideals of a different kind
Can't be accepted at this time
Ideals of a different kind
Can't be accepted at this time
Ideals of a different kind
Can't be accepted at this time
But ideals of a different kind
I swear I'll keep these ideals in my mind
All my life
 
Ihr kommt sofort
Und Ihr habt die Antwort:
Allein
Allein
Allein
Allein
Allein
Allein
 
Ihr kommt sofort
Und Ihr habt die Antwort:
 
Ihr kommt sofort
Und Ihr habt die Antwort:
Allein
Allein
Allein
Allein
 

Die Wanderniere

Wir wollen nun zur guten Stund'
Ein Wanderliedchen singen
Von Tal und Berg
Und Himmelswerk
In Wald und grüner Flur
 
Dies Wanderliedchen
Soll euch allen Froohoohooide bringen!
O, schätzet es
Und setztet es
In Einklang mit Natur!
 
Eine Wanderniere wandert durch die Welt
– Holleri, heiho, holleri, heiho
Denn nun ist sie nicht mehr ständig angestellt
– Holleri, heiaho
 
Durch die Rippen zwerchfellein
Über Stock und Gallenstein
Grüßt sie schnelle
Eine Zelle
Auf dem rechten Hüftenbein
 
Und dann heiter
Gleich weiter
– Holleria, heiho
 
Bei der Gabel
Hinterm Nabel
Steht sie still
– Holleri, heiho, holleri, heiho
Weil sie dort ihr Nabel-
Frühstück essen will
– Holleri, heiaho
 
Auf der Milz
Wächst ein Pilz
Auf der Leber sitzt ein Fleck
Und die Lunge –
Junge, Junge! –
Ist zum größten Teil schon weg!
 
Aber heiter
Immer weiter
– Holleria, heiho
 
In der Halle
Links der Galle
Zahlt sie Maut
– Holleri, heiho, holleri, heiho
Und sie sieht ein Stückchen Himmel
Durch die Haut
–Holleri, heiaho
 
Einem dringenden Bedürfnis
Konnt sie dort nicht widersteh'n –
Einen Knochen
Namens Jochen
Hätt' sie beinah' überseh'n
Aber heiter, immer weiter
– Holleria, heiho
 
Ringsumher war plötzlich alles still und stumm
– Holleri, heiho, holleri, heiho
Nur ein Blutkörperchen flüsterte: „Warum?“
– Holleri, heiaho
 
Auch der Magen
Schien zu sagen:
„Gute Nacht, ich geh' zu Bett!“
Selbst das Herz war still und lag
Ein bisschen schief in seinem Fett
 
Nur die Niere wandert heiter
Immer weiter
Denn das Wandern,
Ist der Niere, Niere Lust
 
Mit Geschwadern
Feiner Adern
Durch die Schwärme
Der Gedärme
Über Knochenmark und
Schulterblatt zur Brust
 
Immer weiter, immer weiter
– Holleria, heiho
 

Durch die Kammer ging der Wind

Durch die Kammer ging der Wind
Blaue Pflaumen fraß das Kind
Vor es seinen weißen Leib
Hingab still zum Zeitvertreib.
 
Doch zuvor bewies sie Takt
Denn sie wollte ihn nur nackt
Einen Leib wie Aprikosen
Vögelt man nicht in den Hosen.
 
Wirklich bei dem wilden Spiel
War ihr keine Lust zuviel.
Danach wusch sie sich gescheit:
Alles hübsch zu seiner Zeit.
 

Form

Ist die Form auch festgeschlossen,
Immer noch ist's kein Gedicht,
Wenn um den Gedanken nicht
Stetig sich das Wort gegossen.
 
Werfen noch die Worte Falten,
Kein lebend'ger Leib, nur Kleid,
Was sie wecken, Lust und Leid,
Wird im Hörer bald erkalten.
 
Hört den losen Kern er klappern
Wie Thoneisenklapperstein,
Mag das Wort gemeistert sein,
Ist es doch nur dürres Plappern.
 

Triptych: Synagoga Satanae

Internalized conflict externalized as war.
Hymning thy rebellion Lucifer morning star.
Bringer of light, forever shrouded by night.
I am hell, a sulphurous lake of fire and suffering.
My blackened heart is a writhing mass of poisonous snakes.
Grotesquely slithering as I slowly shed my dying skin.
In darkness.
Thou shalt come unto me.
In darkness.
Thou shalt worship me.
In darkness.
Thou art mine eternally.
Thy curse.
All of my lies.
Be blessed.
Lord of the flies.
Scapegoat.
Shunned and despised.
My church is my sacrifice.
Follow after me into the halls of my damnation.
I wield death like a scythe, reaping my annihilation.
A monarch enthroned upon my throne of guilt.
I am hell, a barren shrine to decay and neglect.
Uninhabitable, the darkened depths of cold empty space.
My necropolis, the catacombs and tombs of disease.
Monumental, the fallen temple of dead deities.
My necrolog, an eternal curse lost in the abyss.
 
Et vidi de mare bestiam ascendentem.
Habentem capita septem et cornua decem.
Et super cornua eius decem diademata et super capita eius nomina blasphemiae.
Rise.
Synagoga Satanae.
Lies.
Lucifuge Rofocale.
 
Absoluter Höllenzwang.
Mein infernaler Opfergang.
Ein auferstanden Ungetier.
Festgenagelt tief in mir.
 
Ich allein bin mein.
Ein nichts.
Verdorben mein Name.
Mein Leid mein Reich.
Mein Wille mein Fluch.
Über mich und außer mir.
Täglich hungert mein Leib.
Und dürstet meine Seele aufs Neue.
Ich trage die Schuld.
Wie ich ertrage die Beschuldigungen.
Ich bin in Versuchung.
Und kenne keine Erlösung.
Denn mein ist das Leid.
Die Wut.
Und das Streben.
Bis zum Tod.
Amen.
 
Bow down before thy lord below.
I shall rise.
I shall rule in blasphemy.
And in the end when thou art mine thou will be like me.
In saecula saeclorum.
In stagnum ignis et sulphuris.
 

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