Vedette Lyrics

Martian Corn Circle
The Eskimo Wore Heels
Chessmaniaque
Egypt Flight
An Orange Timepiece
Ambleside
Bagel Zoo
Tape Track Lights
Vincent Van Price
Barbet So Sure Babbler
Just a Minus Song
Portraits for the Swede
It’s About Horses
Targets in You
They’re Only Gardening
On Canvas
The Third Swan
The Dark-Capped BulBul Twitch
Dip the Hoopla
Blue Wagner
The Wherewithal Wolf
White Tiger Waves
Muscular
Tenerife Cars
Breakfast Talks To You
Albino 3,4
Christians on the Fork
Tapwhirl
Caribou Veins

 

Martian Corn Circle

Shoo shoo, shoo
Come, thumb, thumb thumb
Shoo shoo, shoo, shoo
Thumb come, thumb, thumb

Use a hat for a big cup of coffee
Watch your hands show
Your patterned hand around loud
Use a hat for a big cup of coffee
Watch your hands show
Your patterned hip loud
In the cinematic air
It’s south side a can of fin counts
Disappears in the slate seconds
There’s a most, a try
For the clever money howls

A money corn, corn circle corn
Oh mighty corn, corn circle corn
Oh Martian corn, corn circle corn
Oh Martian corn, corn circle corn

Obsessed is a cangues finger
It’s snapped up
In clear less and Mau
I’m not all roof you
I’m scared of wood too
The film is reduced to a tan face
The wrinkles are grey as actors
I ate the farm
And shot philosophy for a fall décor

Shoo shoo, shoo, shoo
Thumb come, come thumb
Shoo shoo, shoo, shoo
Thumb come, thumb, thumb

Cha, choo, goo
Can I take
Tightly into
The catapults anew

Cha, choo, goo
Can I take
Tightly into
The catapults anew

I’m not all roof you
I’m scared of wood too
I’m not all woof you
I’m scared of food too

A money corn, corn circle corn
Oh mighty corn, corn circle corn
Oh Martian corn, corn circle corn
Oh Martian corn, corn circle corn

Or strong banana hand tasting

 

The Eskimo Wore Heels

Where’s a weirdness in itself?
Where’s a weirdness?
Where’s a weirdness in its cell?
Where’s a weirdness?

Earth gone you slight and car bound
Take away the famine eye

Where’s a weirdness in itself?
Where’s a weirdness?
Can he you?
Edit

Shine they call blue to you
The ruse is a glue tube glues

The gaffer blows the saxophone
And public loans
And swap is in
The campus lie

Shine they call blue to you
The ruse is a glue tube glues

Penny for this comedy
To put ball this year
Year

Year un-year

The gaffer blows the saxophone
And public loans
And swap is in
The campus lie

Shine they call blue to you
The ruse is a glue tube glues

The Eskimo wore heels for Warhol’s poster
The Eskimo wore heels for Warhol’s poster
The Eskimo wore heels for Warhol’s poster
The techno child it’s alive it’s alive
The check the child it’s alive it’s alive
The Eskimo wore heels for Warhol’s poster
The Eskimo wore heels for Warhol’s poster
The Eskimo had heels and now it’s alone
The Eskimo went to a public telephone

A well thou well thou

 

Chessmaniaque

Roll, roll rock roll save me
To carve the bigotry that falls, saying
Roll, roll rock roll save me
To carve the biggest bread and manacle save

R.S.V.P the day
To call knocking at the bridge inside us
Well so far the size is surprise in a frame is a film
Daddy yea daddy yea
Delving the same
Daddy yea daddy yea

Roll, roll rock roll save me
Roll, roll rock roll you’ll save me
To the candle weeds persuading

Roll, roll, red roll you’ll save me
Passion naked like the flames inside

I’m all normal, listen this and this
And champs slips and ships
And you can and won’t spend too long
On lonesome ships

Dalliance with the game
Dalliance with the game
Dalliance with the game
Dalliance with the game
Dalliance with the game

 

Egypt Flight

The recent showers that are law
I’m farming midday’s and grandma.
He’ll never become weather.
He’ll never become water with song.
The past becoming stifled with blasts of cool air.

They sing bee stings that aha arrraa,.
The airport studies my mummy plants south.
The weed picks up the solitude peace.
It brags the bell for soil.

So the blank chalk mask is bleep, bleep history con coping.
The slanted glass is heaven and breathing the sweet relief.

He was dignified and sloppy in old souls.
The Moorish taste is the French cookie so lolls
The laughs we out-plan safely.
The grail takers are sop and seeds.

The whistling back gammon man in slanted glass heaven.
And I cuddled white fuel for hours.
The end was dignified and it was Moorish to solve.
My bound canvas on a flight from Egypt takes sue.
I’m running the planets and flat windows,
The pictures of caves and frames and splits,
The room on devising
Delicate the twos, the who’s, the remedy fuse and proves
The blood solid.

I’m too serious for real study.

 

An Orange Timepiece

So you catch the frail trivia, attracts the mnemonic Morse
He’s obsessed with electric tennis the grass courts a shoulder dice
He’s inside the memory train to fore closure wept impulse at night
It’s brave to bloody dilemma found the years cheap, cheap
He took a broken gown a canvas he calls a web two sheets

Years ago
211
Mood busy
Sport du jour
Sport du jour
Sport du jour
Sport du jour

So you catch the frail trivia, it attracts the mnemonic Morse
So you fetch the frail trivia, sport du jour
You catch the frail trivia, it attracts the mnemonic morse
Your leaning amount paints of ice and no tune your favor
Is a side of a body all through your suddenly up the butane’s
A whoop cup the pizza feast least you do

Ah we bore more busy sport du jour

Technology is a funking bee
Sport du jour

Carry a cat on the head of an orange timepiece

 

Ambleside

Shoe, could you ninja wah, can a buddy chew?
Call an, and you wah! 9 parts call you 2
Call and, hand you wow, call a man you too
Can and you wan, Apri ki apricot slave
Is whistle to Sal maid, it’s the opening bars of Phantom
And the mask
Ah apricot slave, whistle to a Sal maid
It’s the opening bars of Phantom
And the man I call out

But that was the face of wait and room well
But that was the face of wait and room well

I’m waiting for you so I lost my temper
I’m irate so I lost my, oh you what?
My head “ah” I don’t I lost my temper
The oily Oh my god it’s what you got
You spice thee oh political cup
And darn the socks
For May, if you were A, you a place inside port
You plat AH, why will nestle
You but AH red cells is a room

The rouge bruise covers the walls par
You’re with strawberry jam I am
It’s mixing a collar it’s a food into a gravy mouth
You slip and groove cool kais quietly

And so of course the bastard larvae is feed the me, lee
And so of course with the bombs the bastard child
Bomb

And so of course your theology
So of course your mind’s minutes
And so of course your big throw out

He’s carefully close up his words are too through you
An album full of angry snapshots, help?
He’s mixing the color of food it’s a gravy mouth
Quietly about
For a time is all out
For this time is all out
For the time is
For the time is all

Benjamin behaves par
You’re sleepy once your promised hands are ripe
And cut glass pyramids is postal car is over lard

Amble on Ambleside

 

Bagel Zoo

Two
Least we scream
Twenty tips toward the scene
Also gone you’re lipped up
By lie your window lick callouts
We Egypt through chew back
My arm is when the
Numb, numb numbness gone
Thick shoe legs by lilac wig for egg
My arm is numb, numb, numb, numb, numb
Egypt too you do

Attending Bagel zoo with it
A night before the breeze
This is third eye on my feeling
They confirm I’m on one
It’s the ten in Egypt then in Egypt
Numb, Numb, Numb, Numb, Numb, Numb
Eat your bare facts
Read your max

It’s the tender
Numb, Numb, Numb, Numb, Numb
My Egypt tends to fight
Birds you’re on backs
Turn backs

It can feel, as we air, err, air, lalala
It can feel, as we air, err, air, lalala

A bleep in do
A bleep in do
A bleep in do

Car choo ha hee see how who long
Car choo ha hee now hee now ha who long
Car chew back ha hee ha who long
Car chew back ha hee ha who long
Car chew back ha hee ha who long

oooooooowoohh

It can feel, as we air, err, air, lalala

Oh wither with the recent glamour sides
Dribble master in the light
You’re stifling up the blast of cool air
From the Gropius toll and box of sin
Must chose

A bleep in do
A bleep in do
A bleep in do
A bleep in do
A bleep in do
A bleep in do

 

Tape Track Lights

Oh the fast track men track lights
With foreign cigarette ink
A label paste the white rag
The days too tight
The poster racks.

My mommy lets a raven
I told to bowl
I come to clean him off my suit
Don’t you know?

The man is scented
Lice held up
I come back in the room.

Sold the school house
Where the chef is cooking cars
For children, for ouch
For out
For our Uncle Meat.

 

Vincent Van Price

Well the rhyme arrived before dinner time
I see she’s much too toned
Take a can of all the blueberry
Fanciful guards
The rhyme arrived before dinner time
The dead intent to roam the streets,
To roam the streets to roam

Come on let’s get this instrument
In the humor humulus
Down the gun suiting down
Bark at the moon, well
I was a bark at the moon
In the vending shops, like it’s
Lullaby in my eyes
Toward the phone
The call must get got get up
Get got before the cups
Not nearly enough
Hostility
Fumbling around and around
And around in the envelope sound
Catapults of castor or fiesta down
Lay down with the catapults
And their Fidel

The call must get up
Get got before the cups
Not nearly enough
I said the call must not stop
Call get up cups

I’m insult the sense shot the faults
Got wind of them shatter the box
Please

The wrestler the wrestler
There is a felt coat the men show the boat
So don’t sell goat the crow
Select

Manamanmanamanmana,mana,na,mana
Manamanmanamanmana,mana,na,mana
Manamanmanamanmana,mana,na,mana

 

Barbet So Sure Babbler

Wear that chuckle undo the flesh
Shuffle choice in rearview numbers
Determined carving saves the day
Made for sports
Lemons car
Patent dreams on top

Mesopotamia
In your window
Pushing it all to gold

Falling in love
oh what a bliss
falling in love
such poetry
Dull blue boy
Saves the day
On the farm
Smells like lemon

Mesopotamia
In your window
Pushing it all to gold

She made a career
they got to have kids
he bought a big house
they said they won’t slip

Changes the Pushkins, below
Shamed the Pushkins
Dandelions growing in
Slow post
Chase the fire

Slowing down in silent
Rainbow towns I’m bright
In the gaze it’s wide then
On your tomorrow sign
Going down inside
A rainbow town arrives

It rained all day
the sky dark of clouds
a string of salty drops
under her eyebrows

Then it got
all changed
Then it got
All change

 

Just a Minus Song

Don’t break for bees
Don’t break for Leaves tonight
Taste the limits old trees, your guides
Don’t brave the bees, go launch, chew well
Metal cuss hit’s you on the cuts
Lesions you deem
Don’t break for bees
Salmon tasty carve a loll
She little bus soma science on
Don’t break for leaves

Oh ‘cause we lose
Oh Lou causing, some you lose
Koloa is casting for the news
Lou is causing for the lose
Oh ‘cause we lose
Oh Lou causing, some you lose

Bleary arms on your lesser charms sentinel
Believe the arms of your bendy calms
It’s the always seep in her
And knighted filigree

Stare round she creeps me
There’s a payment don’t you
The light passes by us
The lighted sour
It thirsty the limits up
You buy in, afraid your cuts
The edge is out to see the metro gone
The bowed, the soap the loan
The minus song
It’s a minus song
Just a minus song
Just a minus song

 

Portraits for the Swede

Doubt this note
Onto tried mango
Is all told within a fortune sea
One bus you
You pass me
And I want you call out.

Dirt your souls on a fry handle
Don’t you go offer to God?
Swede Monday
Red is a calling human wizardry
All even tee-he
I Hiss.

I hunger for the next breath
And people try to pay.

Bolded gold
Me you’re interested
George Hurrell
Portraits for the Swede
You’re the machine
To re-light the fire suit
Your permission is your permission
Is contribution
Is your permission
To wake the Dead Sea.

 

It’s About Horses

The chant to re-aim it in the lights
Can’t in the air
In lodge.
And judge in phrase below
Listen quote
Volunteers who know you per coat
Coal low
That’s the same for you too
And I know it you do.

My bouts are low
It’s about horses
Saddle soap and the rope layer
Count the come to cake
Can’t you

Out I try
My bouts are low
It’s about horses
Saddle soap and the rope layer
Count the come to cake
Can’t you
Taken the white pine fence
Through gold
You guide your
Teenager
Teenage me

Should that you could the list
Of the volunteers bubble
To the surface of the pointing
It’s your calls bubble
Dolby in for layers on the cake
Uncomfortable eye
Bathed in sun the most
The suns a host
The sun’s a ghost.

Did you cut the list of volunteers?
In the fears in bubble
Follow the chance upon the tomorrow
The days slap bubble
Simple the frowns the chapter ends
The apt across the style

She is my key list.
She is my key list.
She is my key list.

For mask officially dictates

Bathed in sun the most
The suns a host
The sun’s a ghost.

Bathed in sun the most
The suns a host
The sun’s a ghost

She is my key list

 

Targets in You

Targets in you
Four out pad five
Second tens
Hall me a liver
Soaped, once on parade
The absence of times, sin
Used or a skin
Applauded you how?
It won’t take you in

Targets in you
Are sleeping
So grow old
The targets in you
Are sleeping
So grow old

How and out about to sing
Along in the weight of the air
Is transferred by a passing wing
The shoes light calling
Of new realms
Positive and hopeful incubation I try
To find that whisper in a crowd
And ruin my eyes leaning
2,2,2,2,2,2,2,2,2,2

Targets in you
Are sleeping
Don’t grow old
The targets in you
Are sleeping
They grow old
Grow old

So you cling done by Pal Joey mixer
So Loplop is angry with the mother
I named the babies
So call the bodies
And engine will give
The worthless scientist dull
Scientist fixed point 00

He spend his logic by the spider
And sees who’s spun
The correct answer is only
Another question

Targets in you
Are sleeping
And they grow old
The targets in you
Are sleeping
But they grow old

 

They’re Only Gardening

Paradise makes over tonight,
By candlelight and grace.
By Candlelight and graves.
There’s picnic in the halls
And the hills are proud.
There’s picnic in the halls
And the hills are bound.

Out in the cooker
I tasted the walls
The cheese will get busy
And hide it all
I found the wanderers
Among the brown
Delicious remedy
Will stir into all.

I’m balanced
Dimensions of poet
Unbalanced
With an uncommon populace.

Don’t you know they’re gardening.

 

On Canvas

Oh, so the west was wonderful
So you stab the handle
Of the man with the baggage flower
And the stop was always on course
Will you take the hour and the season now?
Well I’m short the tired will fire Hess the gone
You won’t belie the safest billet

This will be your final mascot
This will be your final mascot

Didn’t seem like the force that EYE

You should play and be here
Used to play and be here
Used to play and be here
Used to play and be here
Used to play and be here

A surgeon generates the warning, the warning
The warning, the warning

A formula for the open gauze
The pens and whistles the line the lost
I hope the swivel chairs are gone
The bucket mops my arms are guard
The leaves increase the insect’s trees
The shorts are canvas lights are leaves

I’m falling, falling cold
I’m falling, falling cold

Used to play and be here
Used to play and be here
Used to play and be here
Used to play and be here

 

The Third Swan

The Third SwanDepressed with sleep, from an advantage
And count the knees, all the neck was over
The list with ease, painted the concrete
And Norse with all, the war the suit trouser
It’s tailing me for you
Is tailor not caught through?

I was depressed with sleep
It’s a mouse sitting in heaven
He takes it from me

Oh am I a little quibble feet dusty like dirt
Frosty and milk believe
And mirth encounters
The third swan frowning
Along the magic tarp

The pastry chef is choose
The purple shoes
A trip to the bush and stream
And the mount and the knees
Paid the neck
In Hell and porter gate
The guest and the list

I was depressed with sleep
The roof made from mice
Sitting in heaven

Depressed with sleep, from an advantage
And count the knees, all the neck was over
The list with ease, painted the concrete
And Norse with all, the war the suit trouser
It’s tailing me for you
Is tailor not caught through?

It’s just a gift for the list of your hallways
It’s just a gift for the list of your hallways
It’s just a gift for another gift your hallways, mouse

I was depressed with sleep
A little roof reminds me of a little heaven
I was depressed with sleep
A mouse made a room for me
In a little heaven
Similar hair
In a little heaven
Similar hair
In a little heaven
Similar hair

Little Heaven
Little, little hair
Little Heaven
Little, little hair
Little Heaven
Little, little hair
Little Heaven
Little, little hair

 

The Dark-Capped BulBul Twitch

The chance to regain,
A bugle call volunteers
It’s a bubble
Well guarded blips bathing in the sun
The most is son the toast.
Twist the form into static movement
A brother of Marcel
THE. Great WAR…silence for the charm

Grumbling at back of me
Ah tine in the catch forcing a widow
Onto tram lines
Up through Basingstoke and Reading
Uppity call chintzy holes flavoring donut knows a sun
Or a frost in a customer barking
For the open time don’t serve it with
The dirty left hand
Who’s watching and writing?

The parliament of germs is marching up your forearm
To have a wise word in your S cup
Ear don’t dine in the lime suit
So out of season
Soap the water comes along my posh dart
Well meaning aim to the center of the clock’s boasting sister
The dish settles hot under the food
Evenly within the game
Time to swallow rest as the dark gardener sips wine

 

Dip the Hoopla

How we witnessed you, we witnessed WU
We witnessed the blast of trumpet past.
How we witnessed the few, how we witnessed you
We witnessed the mask of relevance cast.

Blasphemous rock, pacifying the genius
Light files, of knowledge at the risk of knowledge
You’ve got to choose between the genial hand slip slide ice grand yeah
Playing the piano heavy am

Lessons in the inches and the force of habit
Lessons in the inches and the force of habit

Sloth is cloth is sloth is cloth, cloth, cloth

Dip the Hoopla, riddle is a Foo needle
Dip the Hoopla, riddle is foo

Dip the Hoopla, rhythm is a wine step
Dip the Hoopla, rhythm is wine

Dip the risky Hoopla
Dip the risky Hoopla

Dip, dip, dip.

Query another reading man, fabulous France
Feeling a wringing glove, polyrhythm
How you be gleeful
Sinning again
Sinning again
Sinning again

Obscure feeling is given glue, glue
Obscure is feeling given glue
Obscure is feeling given glue
Obscure is feeling given glue

Church has an itch
Has an itch
Church itch
Weeeeowww Quaint

 

Blue Wagner

Up turns up since, blue Wagner
In a wig maybe
Oh the moonshine leaves me covered in Lime
The moon feeds itself sauce over the hill

Wineglass, sips Wagner
With a beautiful lady
Balances if the oak on the whale
Me Oh cupola is neutral hotel

Desert sex, he’s a chimpanzee
With Occult pies in his pockets
Seller of live desserts

Up turns up, he’s Wagner
On a big baby
Souls are all wobbly with a musical style
Keeping up to date with clumsy keepsakes

I slept moments for you
I slept moments for you
Calm, baby you are
Calm, baby you are

I slept moments for you
I slept moments for you
Calm, baby you are
Calm, baby you are

I slept moments for you
I slept

 

The Wherewithal Wolf

Fuck me,
Softly
Open
Softy through the windows of agents so, so long
Solemnly through the windows

Crocus with their bee
Beside a road of starlings it’s just the finger song
Soft, soft, wind, wind, trees say so.

It’s the wherewithal wolf,
Torches made of ice cream
Smoking machine
Brandy in the monkey’s dream

It’s the wherewithal wolf,
Torches made of ice cream
Wrestling machine
Whiskey round the monkey’s dream

Softly, open
Softly,
A razor mark arm in arm into winter

Softly with keys
Here comes the dial
Wake up in the breeze
A humble full guardian is with the sharks
You come to the Nero guard

A well a wiz a where the aim shows
A well the feeling of the ice knows

It’s the wherewithal wolf,
Torches made of ice cream
A sighing machine
A round inside the monkey’s dream

It’s the wherewithal wolf,
Torches made of ice cream
Wrestling machine
Brandy in the monkey’s dream

 

White Tiger Waves

Ahhrooww well I met her,
And that’s a fabulous Bee TV wave
Ahhrooww that’s a somersault
Reflected in the relic in the air
Ahhroooww shots of dreamy lightning
Froth on the daydream space
Ahhrooww slattern jawed mother plant man
With head remains

Slide in the wheel
Slide in the maid of it
Another lance on rice cheese
A hedonism nestling knee

Nothing shaves like the occult
Nothing moves inside the deadly ice tree
The white tiger waves to all the young cats
The painters behaves and starts the wedding of thieves
Oh the wedding
Waves, bees and treason

Ahhrooww I fed her
Spread the child cash on a fabulous she he pet cave

Ahhroooww, that’s a set of wild folk milk
Cartons, relic in the air

Ahhwwooew shots of thread bread lightning
Cough on the daydream place

Ahhwoow hand slept the elephant man
With a C.F.Kane

Four fair five, foe
Foe

Nothing shaves like the occult
Nothing moves inside the deadly ice tree
The white tiger waves to all the young cats
The painters behaves and starts the wedding of thieves
Oh the wedding

Waves, bees and treason

Ever odd seed stalks

Fear not, near four
Weird gods welcome the saints and cardboard

Fear not, weird shores
Gold frost, welcomes the popes and cardboard

Even odd seeds go walking
Up the ladder, B..P..D..B..P

Even odd seeds go stalking
Up the ladder, B..P..D..B..P

Other seats, lugging centuries on show
I will be 300 years from the go
Touch is life from a notion of food
Amyl nitrate do it for fooling
You do it for fooling

Ever odd seed stalks, ohh letter…
Ever odd seed stalks, ohh letter…
Ever odd seed stalks, ohh letter…

Even odds seed stalks
A shield melts the butter
A shield melts the butter

 

Muscular

Folks on winning starts come up old soaks
Whipping single clean across the sleep valley
Shafts caught grinning half sold notes

Wembley crowded house nose
Final call unto thieves
Bashful let’s wipe hard hat nut stands
You can call the Dudley weave
I’m lost on bacteria
I’m honest
On bacteria

Even wheel sex feels sex
No, no, no it’s reportage
Even deal nettled next
No, no, no it’s reportage

Hush, deep by deal
Fa feedback moth
Hush, neo classical, it’s an incision
It’s a decision to like the prison
And play the two time salt water underground

Hold out your arms for inspection,
You must be muscular
Muscular
Muscles

Joking cuts on cars come up old smokes
Riptide seat sails across the sleep valley
Chapeau sold gin reads gold notes

Assembly with the horse cup toes
Wishful calls to breeze
Bashful let’s wipe hard hat nut stands
You can feel the Scottish weave

I’m lost on bacteria
On bacteria

Even sighs rim horned specs
No, no, no it’s reportage
City shaves rattled decks
Oh no, no it’s reportage

 

Tenerife Cars

Miles and miles and miles of records
Miles and miles of records
SpO low biblio, go, go
Miles and miles of records
Sun giving the gong King Kong
Miles of records

Little moats on Moet, Moet most on Moe formation
Visual art start single hearts on the bread Freud arts

Tallest sea
River Dances
Vinyl chances
Frames a wreath
Jungle stars
Oval mask

With the swans moving like Tenerife cars
Gardenia ha he yaw
Switches dances the sentence San Francisco the sentence

Miles and miles of unbelievable records
Miles and miles of many sided vinyl songs
SpO low biblio, go, go
Miles and miles of records
Sun giving the gong King Kong
Miles of records

Rubble notes bubble those coats on the book formation
It’s a bubble dart kind of cart single malt creation

Jumping flea beans
The land laid Haley bars
Lickety split in the encyclopedia of suns
All done

Oh Jumping beans
Please in the in cycle bars
Lickety split in the encyclopedia done

With the swans moving like Tenerife cars
Be their pistol
Be there Ra, Ra
Tenerife cars
Be their pistol
La, la, la, la, la

He makes a chive you do
He makes a chive you do

 

Breakfast Talks To You

Logical for deed
I was afraid of the Nun still millenary
Scatological re-read
I was alarmed by the Nun’s saffron saint point neuf distillery

Oh well rustle, whistle, whistle
Wrestle when the guests arrive
Old mission cries
The passengers arrive
Hope your feelings in the morning are weird

Promenade pom, slum, pom
Delirious drum, from skull
A reason to flea be,
The land waits for the she he
Promenade, pom, pom, pom

O well rustle, whistle, whistle
Wrestle when the guests arrive
Rolling on the mission
Passengers at tea
Hope your breakfast in the morning sits up and talks to you

 

Albino 3,4

A hatful of dishes, food rebounding
Wise tick hands harry me outside
Flea pits a mission, fleas abounding
Legs rubbing tenor legs audio

Kingship is delicious, outward bounding
Our feet carry me, carry me sounding
King sips officious, empties the silkies
Old world affections were fun

Elvis P dives
Albino three, four
Conscious a guide
Albino the law, seaside three, four

Ra rah, rum cups carousing, eyelids flicker
Shuffle board ship tales, fanzine ticks
Salt water lungs cry, outward bounding
Ellis Island fly spats are fun

Kicks my ankles from under the couch
Machines fresh dance sickly
Cupid’s trippy customs were funny fungus songs

Elvis P dives
Albino three, four
Conscious a guide
Albino the law, seaside three, four

 

Christians on the Fork

To say an old soul mildly
Rowing into down laughter
Craig sage says ‘all clear’
That blue Danube
Letters are frozen in the news
Calls a wispy hotel
Same old worsted at the fall
Customers and jar
Chapters in the nude
Alphabets we tried and none sail
My hand will try to position the cross stately
Oh I’m trying to remember

With love
With us
Beloved
We’ll hold it in the old light

Christians in the fog
Christians in the fog
Christians on the FORK

The dinner stomach’s chunky
And I’m on the sheets underneath

 

Tapwhirl

Limb us, to love, watercolor
A lot of stubbing
And the grey arm dropping
The cost of dervish, wish

A hollow fall out mask
The tender blue pin
He’s a generous fella
To a dozen milk mix
He’s growing all over the dirt
His penny stops and hurts
The new resolve, resolve, resolve

The dolls, the dolls and slow
Reality cancels the trouble
The few memories give
The dolls and slow and dolls and slow

 

Caribou Veins

Big easel in the back slips
Skiing in the wall, slipper
Like that you’re a defiant yard
Big “E” in the back, apple fan
Hs still contains that air of light
Shining in this
Pin cushion skull, skull no
That half remembered sleaze
Of his new foul waiting.

He’s the him cook 6 minutes grind him
Into a cold dead syrup
Did he ask for better?
We come so oh life’s enemies he’s a.

Oh the dandification of a summer in lost
Cross reduction soon playful halves
He’s speaking in the oldest camel market
Re-living 600 bills in for aren’t you all ?
600 bills taught you all.

Oh damnification of a summer is lost
A cross reducing playful part
I go science goes crisscross
With animal invective
With regards to opposite and contrary links
Mixing the elephant grey rules
The seven the child’s stay
Oh broken mouth chocolate seems imminent
Unfold cool cougar spray
And the cougar sprang.

Caribou Veins, Caribou Veins
Don’t tell on the Toledo man
He flies with whisky
But he’s in my parts leaning.

The southern crates deport you
Beginning with the bees
Tips in the racecourse fall in Corsica
Mean dandelions prince and the Balkans
And the why and you
Feeling flies in your way, why?

Dew drops inside the breathing
Why heart for me and I for me and my highs
The way you sing song
Dew drops on me HAH!