Monday, March 30, 2015

Shining Incident (Averted)



When the fog rolls in,
and the rain begins,
you will call my name,
you will call my name.

And you will come to me,
in your weakest hour.
You will succumb to me--
feel my super power.

Remember December,
the glow won't go forever.
Remember . . . remember,
this won't last forever.

Put away the axe.
Let your mind relax.
Pour yourself a beer,
spring is near.

This time was close,
you were seeing ghosts,
but the sun melts the snow,
and the feelings go.

Encapsulate your rage,
your house becomes a cage.
Every sound you hear
devastates your ears.

But you made it, you made it,
the gray days finally faded,
and they made it, they made it,
your family's out of danger.

But remember December,
the glow won't go forever.

Friday, March 6, 2015

Monkey in Your Mind




There's a monkey in your mind,
when the world becomes unkind--
there's a monkey in your mind.

Fling your feces
at the wall
when the starlight
has you feeling small.

Clench your tiny fist, clench your tiny fist.

There's a monkey in your man.
See the way he makes his little plan,
there's a monkey in your man.

He will leave you
in your time of need,
scurry out the door,
branches in the breeze.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Evil Circus





Hey dad, what's that sound?

Yeah . . . what's that sound?

It sounds like the circus is coming to town, boys . . . the EVIL circus.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Long Winter

I have reason to believe
my wife is stepping out on me.

There's a guy who works the floor.
I think she's giving him something more
than she's giving me.

My kids are pale,
they creep and fail. No tooth and nail.
They do their hair.

There's nothing in there.

I have reason to believe
it will be a long winter.
Sun low on the horizon,
it's barely a splinter
in my eyes.

I have reason to believe
my new boss despises me.
She averts her eyes.
Every time I pass her by.
I don't know why.

I have reason to believe
it will be a long winter.
Sun low on the horizon,
it's barely a splinter
in my eyes.

Girl vs. Death Squad




I met a girl, I really liked her,
thought it was going somewhere.

But she was with the revolution,
I didn't know she cared.

So when the death squads came, what could I do?
You would have done the same . . .
step in my shoes.

Call me a coward, call me a snitch--
but when the death squads come,
you'll be their bitch, too,
yeah you.

I met a girl, I kind of liked her,
but she wasn't all that.
When times are tough, you've got to think quick--
you've got to learn to adapt.

So when the death squads come, what will you do?
Look out for number one, not number two.

Call me a coward, call me a snitch--
but when the death squads come,
you'll be their bitch, too,
yeah you.