Into a warm place The day is climbing Sun spraying like a laser It is not the seventies anymore There is a new beat There is smaller deal Can you feel Break the weapons Smash them Smash them Clear the wide wide open That is coming.
What is one hour in the mind of death? Crazy question perhaps And the Iliad was a wargasm The greeks loved a good war Good wars? Now that is an interesting concept For someone with a dumb ass mind And can you really talk with someone Who thinks they are God Can they ever clean up their heart? They can I am a believer People can do amazing good I'm sure.
The nightmare days are not laughing They are growling Teeth like fangs In those days like nights No one ever showed me the true night I never knew there could be light I could have myself a money delight In some big box mirage Or some service hands Only a real woman can Take this mad land and make it right I am tired of the days Tired of their nights And we pretend it is fine We lie There is no such power That can defy capitalism and Bad weather.
Some stones need smoothing Sometimes I watch ripples And sometimes they echo Wishing on luck Doesn't just work Got my telescopic vision Says thing are really different And I get ready for nothing Just the same disappointment Just the doctor on vacation Could hit my funny knee With a hammer That and more Excuses galore.
Angels can stay in their places Stay in their caves Holding onto crystals And I have a heart for shiny things Oh I have a heart Leaping and dancing I have a place where diamonds are So You know I am always at home You can dream with a dream So You can be a dreamer A dream girl It never makes for a good swim But it's heaven It is I got the American Dream And nobody knows They can't see it Even though So If you weren't sure And I am.
I was never much for bubble gum Not a gob stopper fanatic either Sugar has to be right Rolling around on her Sugar hides the light by her bedside Taffy Now that's more like it Now she's taffy She has many flavors Including water melon And in the summer I'll be there Watching the boats go by.
Blue skinned witches in black On the lake side There eyes hard to see Under the cat's eye moon Mixing the waters by the waters Delving into the blue light Seeing something Past the something That had fooled the masses Even the masses.
