King Shit and the Golden Boys - Version 2

We've Got Airplanes

We flew higher than at first we imagined
We came over for a spin of the globe
Spat in rivers while the fish eggs were hatching
Danced with angels to the pulse of the strobe
Come visit our world
See what goes down
Explore new horizons
And fall to the ground

Chorus:  How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel
How do you feel

Chartered buses on an old abandoned highway
Taking kids to get a glimpse of the ghost
Broken bottles at the top of the stairway
To m-monuments to those we love most

Chorus


Dust Devil

Don't make promises you can't keep
I've been hearing them in my sleep
Think of positive things to feel
??If the disstetators?? are too real
Tum tum tum tum watch me run
Tum tum tum tum turn turn turn
Tum tum tum tum turn your back
And run wheels in motion
Watch them burn
Please go away now
But do return
Dreamt of Jesus
Their looks can't kill
When the fire spreads
Show them a room
Don't ??a privy?? of what we've found
On territorial bowling grounds
Tum tum tum tum so we go
Tum tum tum tum long and slow
So run break the filth up
All around
Slowly build up
And break it down
??Buy me yogurt??
And knock on wood
They feel big now
But we feel good
Wheels in motino
Watch them burn
Please go away now
But do return


Squirmish Frontal Room

One, two, three, four
No no no no no...
Sitting in the squirmish frontal room
She says I'm not very cool
But I know better than that
She knows better than that
And I know more than her
And she knows better than that
No no no no no...
Sitting in the squirmish frontal room
She says I'm not very cool
But I know better than that
She's no better than me
I'm no better than her
But it's not hip, not okay
I say no no no no...


Tricyclic Looper

Tricyclic looper breaks his neck
Brings the wall down
Says it's cool
Tricyclic looper says come on
Try it but that's not my school
Tricyclic looper free the man
The man that earns a chain a day
Tricyclic looper it's a gas
Freedom now and have some class
Try his shoes feel the play
Try 'em with me, that's okay
Drive around all your way
Drive me
Try his shoes feel the play
Try 'em with me, that's okay
Drive me around your way
Drive me
Oh come on loop, loop
Tricyclic looper loves his job
Chose it that way, he's a slob
Tricyclic looper scream and shout
Take some drugs and ride it out
Tricyclic looper free the man
Free the chump who broke his hands
Tricyclic looper all the way
All the day in all decay
She don't nose around me
I'm okay with that
Does she break my bottle baby
I'm the one who said that
Tricyclic looper, tricyclic looper, loop
Come on, loop
Ah ah ah loop...


Crutch Came Slinking

Crutch came slinking round my house last night
Told me to get up and ready to fight
Little did he know
I was happy with you
Little did he show
Now I'm going all the way, hey hey
Now I'm thinking maybe I should leave
Crawling backwards into my coatsleeve
Little did we say
But I would pack you up and leave
Little did we know
Who owes, but it's okay
And it's all wrong
And so I'll stay
And now I know you're not leaving too soon
Grab your dreams and cast your cash away
Bring your hopes here's hoping you will stay
I'm not angry now cause
I'm not going


Fantasy Creeps

Here come the fantasy creeps
They're all around you
They're here to give you the creeps
They've come to hound you
Here come the fantasy creeps
Thick walls they pound through
They know where everyone sleeps
I'm glad they found you
Any time, any time at all
repeat x3
Here come the fantasy creeps
To interrupt your TV show
Here come the fantasy creeps
Rereleased on video
Any time, any time at all
repeat x3


Sopor Joe

Sopor Joe you oughta know
How to move fast
How to move slow
Sopor Joe you oughta see
How to be a slave
And how to be free
Bellyache Sam thinks that she am
But I gotta sleep
??? that creep
Howlin' Will how the hell
Are you gonna roam
And make it on home
Make it on home, yeah
repeat x2
Sleep with all the people that you know
Like Sopor Joe
Asphalt Pig wear a wig
Drinkin' in a jug could sure ??fall thug??
Sopor Joe now you know
That this is the time
To bring it on home
repeat x3
Sleep with all the people that you know
Like Sopor Joe


Indian Was An Angel

Long time comin' to take my hand away
She says nothin' to take the pain away
Somethin' about discussions in the cave
Somethin' about a dream that can't be saved

Chorus:  And all the easy faces
Running out of happy places
Gone to the academy
And plug each sonic lyre
Into the navajo amplifier
For us to hear and see

Little star went rollin' up the hill
Asked me to come and dance I said I will
There are the days of preparation still
Somethin's gonna happen on that hill

Chorus

And all the summoned graces
Manifest in different places
There for us to see
And little star keeps sayin'
Indian was an angel prayin'
Come and patiently
For us ??also in we??
And save a place for me


Don't Stop Now

Woke up on hell of a morning
Saw a rooster strutting by my house
Six-pack rings around his neck
Cock of the block
Don't stop now, don't stop now, now
What keeps big daddy happy
What makes the buzzard buzz
A leaky quart of motor oil
Head for the hills
Don't stop now, don't stop now, now
They pulled into economy island
King shit and the golden boys
Plenty more where we came from
Top of the line
Don't stop now, don't stop now, now, now
Don't stop now, oh don't stop now


Bite

I remember things
We weren't in the plan
Long ago when I was a young man
Never tried to hide
Never really saw the
House that holds
The hawk's head cold
Is mine yes
I drink myself into a drunken mess
Lose my luck, fail the test
They're are the things I wanna say to you
They're are things that I'd like to say to you


Greenface

Everyone's standing in line
Under the smell it's making me sick
And physical size makes you right
And the wall are like paper and ice

Chorus:  Speak to me revolution boy
Come out to me daughter of joy
I am the collector of things
And all of the pain it brings

Now tell me the lessons we've botched
And lead me to the oxygen tent
And who will be the speaker of the day
And can I exchange my surprise
Chorus


Deathtrot And Warlock Riding A Rooster

Deathtrot and warlock riding a rooster
Deathtrot and warlock riding a rooster
A letter to the captain
A letter to the colonel
A lot has transpired
Since last we addressed you
Storm brews ??New Hocksticken?? vineyards of Toledo
Storm brews ??New Hocksticken?? vineyards of Toledo
I'm waiting for the signal
The promise from the troopers
Liaison of the scarecrow
Hey o now I know
Deathtrot and warlock riding a rooster
Warlock riding a rooster
Warlock riding a rooster


2nd Moves To Twin

She can take me all the way
I got more to say
But I can't have you
Step into my world
But splendid Pearl I love you
I got one thing
She says two things
Maybe more things
Should be blue things
I love blue but yellow too
I like to win when
2nd moves to twin
And over and over again
Bands that swing with perfect girls
Yeah that's for me
Yeah nothing clean
Yeah that's for me


At Odds With Dr. Genesis

Steel-headed giants roam the land
And feed on chocolate syrup
It's food for the gods
A warning to all pirates
And Jimmy was a fly
Got sucked in by and actor
And wrapped in a cocoon
And skin-tight buffonery
Now here's the plan
Now here's the plan
They're going to spit his body
Across the land
And he'll wind up in a fallen sand
You been poisoned Mr. Suit
Full of fluid
And 37 million bears worth of bad oxygen
No stones in the hand
No birds in the bush
You've been poisoned Uncle Al
By the dealy injection


Please Freeze Me

It's her again oh oh
She's a little disturbed again oh no
And I'm feeling down again so it goes
Circling round like trouble and toil
A princess boiling milk
They thought she was a witch
And when they poured it on her
She didn't melt
And I'll bear no guilt
It's her again oh oh
She's a little disturbed again oh no
And I'm feeling down again so it goes
Circling round like the juggler of the stars
The monster of the moon
It's happening too soon


Scissors

All I ever want to have is
She said no sir, just forget it
A time to figure out
Just what's goin' on

Chorus: But it's not a bad thing
But it's not a good thing

All my life I've wanted scissors
Not the kind that are so forgiving
Cigar box eraser bits
And that rusty tool
Chorus
Chorus
Chorus


Postal Blowfish

Noticing the change
We are taking time
Everybody knows
Everybody's fine
And we'll figure out
Purpose in the end
Unless we have to jump
Unless we have to win

Chorus:  Hold your tongue
Brace yourself
Give me a kiss
Show me what I missed

Can I find a phone
Can I drop a dime
Can I get a loan
Running out of time
And I'll have a toast
To what it's all about
Unless they move us on
Unless they move us out
Chorus
Seven doglegs hung to dry
It works that way
Postal blowfish make me cry
It works that way
Begging on the nail don't fail
To clue me in
??Cluster frogs and crabs begin??


Crocker's Favorite Song

Everybody's got their hands up high
Everybody should be touching the sky
But you know you never never can go down
So you slow down
And you walk away
She says good morning to you
And you look away
She asks you just what to do
You don't know what to say
But what can be done
And what can be done for you
I'll tell you now
Where will you go
When nothing's laid out for you


                        Hope these are worthwhile.

        Dying to try this,
                Mark Benedetti