'Dude' and 'In One Mouth & Out the Other' are both fantastic - the latter being one of the freakiest folkiest records ever
― Zuleika, Wednesday, 9 May 2012 09:30 (1 year ago) Permalink
B.A.L.L. reunion show!
― Position Position, Wednesday, 24 April 2013 00:17 (4 weeks ago) Permalink
picking up on what i said four years ago...
Stan the Man, I mark the meatI grab the fish and dump the sheetPull the cards, so keep your seatsWatch the carny feed the geek
Bite if off and scarf it downMakes me sick if I stick aroundHow'd you like to be that meekPleadin' for pennies in the dirt on your knees
Car Radio JeromeCar Radio JeromePick up the phone, you're always aloneKeep ringin', keep singin', there's nobody home
Ten nickel shots fulla cockroach ryeGrub up some filth and I think I'm alivePick a card from the deck and pretend to believeThey swim in the jar and be just like me
This life sucks twiceLooks real good but it stinks on iceReal ripe escargotUnder the table where it doesn't showDown in the basement where the kids won't goI know the mark, you know the smellWith a world like this who needs a hell
Do not try to be discreetDrop the pamphlets in the streetScream like a banshee, laugh like a loonRun down the alley, spit at the moon
Quarter from behind me can't make me dropI quit this jump and I'm a flat dead frogTouch me, dad, I'll stick you, copKill my dog, I'll waste you, pop
Car Radio JeromeCar Radio JeromePick up a phone, light up a boneThere's a wingtip above us, we ain't alone
Look past the page and I hate what I seeMaggot in the mirror just drools back at meCarny says "temporary, stick around for a weekSuck on this, pal, til we get us a geek"
Do not try to be discreetGot my eyes on the carny's feetKick down the stall, spit on the wallThe head off a pullet, jump over the wall
...dead pigeon...this goddam stinking slaughterhouse of a world, some guy to tear the wings off flies. What use is there in living... nuthouse, and the biggest loonies are at the top. ...this rotten, stinking, useless life. We get jerked into it and jerked out. It's nothing but a... We come like a breath of wind over the fields of morning, we go like a lamp flame caught by a blast in the darkened window. In between the journey from table to table, bottle to bottle, suck, swallow...just like an amoeba. Somebody lets us loose like a toad out of a matchbox, and the guy's all like behind us, and when he gets tired he stomps us to death, and our guts squirt out on each side of his boot, and oh merciful providence, you son of a bitch. LOOK AT THE MARKS.
[the carny speaks]
Where did he come from? God only knows. He was found on an uninhabited island 500 miles off the coast of Florida. My friends, in this enclosure you will see one of the unexplained mysteries of the universe. Is he man or is he beast? You will see him living in his natural habitat, among the most venomous REPTILES that the world provides. Why, he fondles those serpents as a mother would fondle her babes. He neither eats nor drinks but lives entirely on the atmosphere. And we're going to feed him one more time. There will be a slight additional fee for this attraction, but it's not a dollar, it's not a quarter, it's a cold thin dime. Ten pennies, two nickels, the tenth part of a dollar. Hurray, hurray, hur- [screams]
― I have many lovely lacy nightgowns (contenderizer), Wednesday, 24 April 2013 01:52 (4 weeks ago) Permalink
Uncle wiggly is the best here
― Evan, Wednesday, 24 April 2013 03:50 (4 weeks ago) Permalink