De Creer En Ti
I woke up at noon still aching from the previous
Job I had to do last night, shit was serious
Got up out my bed, and picked up my pointsetta
And put him on the balcony so he could get a
Little bit of city sun just to quench his thirst
Plants gotta live too, 'cause they feed the Earth
Just then I got a call from Pete slash Blinky Jones
He said to meet him down a Donny's House of Pork and Bones
And bring the little girl, who people knew as Matilda
And often, who I say before Gestapo could have killed her
Picked up my grip, let it slide into the holste
Lotto karamba Prick
(Vic Chesnutt)
where did you go after the parade
I wandered, searching for about an hour
then I parked it on a bench
shifting and sulking
those pesky little mosquitoes
they nearly, nearly, nearly, nearly drained me
then a man dripping with vitalis
said I looked like Joe Namath
he asked me did I used to be famous
and I said "neighbor, I'm famously late"
and I said "neighbor, I'm famously late"
where did you go after the parade
you never even appeared to enjoy it
I came out of it with a slight experience
drinking and howling at the natives
you're a great at disappering
you left me with an ear ache
I spit into the swan lake saying
"what a hideous rewiev"
saying, "what a hideous rewiev"
weather, barometric pressaure
push me to the ground
my stomach is growling
I always heard this was such a festive town
but everybody over ten years old is frowning
everybody over ten years old is frowning
where did you go after the parade
I didn't expecting you to be bolting away
remember the time you took me
to see Harold and Maude
'cause I didn't know the meaning
of the word catharsis
we are busy weaklings
poking around for reasons
we are happy little heathens
it's just time we both admit it
it's time we both admit it