Ink mathematics grey mass ecstatics noggin elastics cerebral tatics cranium classics brainium domics denizen omics grey massmatics quantum puree it’s plain to feel hard to see fission antics abombastics death antiques wrong deductions poor instructions mass destructions peace antiques singing ink mathematics hop along with me ink mathematics moon to a flea ink mathematics I breathe black and white day and night grey gymnastics ink math ah ratics mathfantastics ink mathematics moon to a flea ink mathematics hop along with me ink mathematics moon to a flea (1982) Transcribed by Lloyd Veerman.Read More →

The moon was a drip on a dark hood ‘N they were drivin’ around ‘n around Vital Willy tol’ Weepin’ Milly I’m gonna booglarize you baby I’m gonna booglarize you baby If I can find ah place t’ park my machine Out ah town Milly tol’ Willy come on over t’my house I’ll slow your machine right down ‘Cause listen Vitals gives me the Willies Drivin’ around ‘n around Drivin’ around n’ around If you keep beatin’ around the bush You’ll lose your push If you keep beatin’ around the bush You’ll lose your push The moon was ah drip on ah dark hood TheRead More →

(so sad baby so glad girl) When you first came round I was sad My head hung down I felt really bad Now I’m glad, glad about the good times that we’ve had Walked in the park kissed in the dark leaves burned just like just like a spark Now I’m glad glad about the good times that we’ve had You went away I cried night and day for what you done I had to pay Left me so blue I don’t know where to go or what to do please come back and let the sun shine through Sun passed behind a cloud IRead More →

Ice Cream For Crow as imagined by OpenAI

Originally appeared on Ice Cream for Crow It’s so hot looks like you have three beaks crow the moon’s so full white hat on a pumpkin you know there’s something the moon was a stone’s throw stop the show I need to say hello to the crow light the fire piano the moon showed up and it started to show tonight there’d be ice cream ice cream for crow ice cream for crow sun cream by day ice cream for crow ice cream by night ice cream by day the sun ain’t stable ice cream for crow crow pants the scarecrow crow dance ah hoRead More →

She can burn you up in bed Just like she said Cos she’s a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head She can throw uh pot t’show(?) She can start a fire aglow Cos she’s a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head She puts her head into the fire Makes you red hot perspire Cos she’s a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head She was burnt before she was born Burnin’ up a storm Cos she’s a Hot Head, Hot Head, Hot Head Lick out like flame ‘n’ burn you to a shame ‘n’ bite the burnin’ flame Things are burnin’ big She’s a red hotRead More →

Why, not even a rustler’d have anything to do with this branded bum steer world this pirate flag headlong disaster course vessel misguided charted this nautical numbskull hull sink in silence smoke – blow your chest out in hope sits spread-eagle on poor men piled high on truth mountain – last link in clarity’s chain you’ll not be thrown but dive and sink your pockets filled with earthly burdens when they could be filled with light and back with wings the sky is dark in daytime and still the blackbird’s beauty lyrics clean sing ye brothers and end this miserable thing and brush the darkRead More →

Strawwood claw rattlin’ m’ jaw I can’t call it usin’ It’s just sumptin’ soothin’ Feather times uh feather Mornin’ time t’ thaw Hobo chang ba Hobo chang ba Standin’ still is losin’ Feather times a feather Mornin’ time t’ thaw Strawwood claw rattlin’ m’ jaw Hobo chang ba Hobo chang ba Hobo chang ba ‘o Hobo chang ba ‘o Stand t’ gain m’ ground Lay t’ rest the law The ocean is m’ mother ‘n the freight train is m’ paw Hobo chang ba Hobo chang ba ‘o Hobo chang ba The rails I ride ‘r rustin’ The new sunrise m’ trustin’ The rails IRead More →

Hey Garland I Dig Your Tweed Coat as imagined by OpenAI

Hey Garland, I dig your tweed coat. I’ll trade you a domino this size, mothball-scented. The woman silk nude tie painting his chest. One celluloid stay exposed through his nibbled collar. Feet speckled the sidewalk. Faces gurgled through windows. Passing cars gum rubber streaks. Neon plants swim like green seaweed to a deep rhythm of blues. Red thyroid sunsets, flame in speckled chemistry. Pipes run off dark tubes. Erase into marks that pour the dye of darkness. Crystal comes together as silent as ink. “I don’t think I could let it go. I got it at the religious scene” Teeth let go, tobacco juice, anRead More →

I look at her and she looks at me In her eyes I see the sea I can’t see what she sees in a man like me She says she loves me Her eyes Her eyes Her eyes are a blue million miles Far as I can see She loves me Her eyes Her eyes Her eyes are a blue million miles Far as I can see She loves me I look at her and she looks at me In her eyes I see the sea I can’t see what she sees in a man like me She says she loves me Her eyes HerRead More →

Well you came and now you’re gone But our life it will go on I moss you so but only for your return Please come back to me tomorrow To ease this pain and sorrow please try to understand My heart is in your hand baby please don’t take our love in vain (repeat) Well here I am I always am And with you my love it will remain please try to understand Yeah my heart is in your hand Please don’t take my love in vain Well my nights are filled with sorrow For me there is no tomorrow I’d beg or I’d stealRead More →

Harry Irene were a couple that lived in the green Harry Irene were a couple that ran a canteen Ran a canteen Ran a canteen Two people Harry and Irene like you never seen The floor was made of oak, the door was smokey gray Their tuna sandwiches would turn the dark into day They sold wine like turpentine to painters They took to social life like props to aviators Harry Irene were a couple that ran a canteen Harry Irene were a couple that lived in the green Ran a canteen Ran a canteen took Harry for all of his green and Irene HarryRead More →

I got up this morning And I put on my shoes I tied my shoes Then I washed my face I went to the mirror For to comb my head I made a move Didn’t know what to do I tipped way forward Got to break and run Baby, this ain’t me Baby, this ain’t me Got so ugly I don’t even know myself I left Angola 1964 Go walking down my street Knock on my baby’s door My baby come out She asks me who I am And I say, honey, Don’t you know your man? She said my man’s been gone Since 1942Read More →

Those little golden birdies look at them And the mystic Egypt tossle dangling down Old sleeper-man shish, don’t wake him Up one hand broom star was an obi-man revered throughout the bone-knob land His magic black purse slit creeped open, Let go flocks of them Shish sookie singabus Snored like a red merry-go-round horse And an acid gold bar swirled up and down, Up and down, in back of the singabus And the panataloon duck white goose neck quacked webcor, webcor (1972) Originally made available at Justin Sherill’s Home Page Replica.Read More →

Into the sun in my glider There’s a shadow beside her Up ‘n’ down through the blues Clouds give me my silent cues I’m up in my glider With a shadow beside her It begins to rain on her window pain Up in my glider There’s no shadow beside her Thundering ‘n’ lightning Gettin’ pretty frightenin’ I feel like an outsider Then the sun shows through ‘n’ right on cue There’s a shadow beside her Up ‘n’ down through the blues I’m up in my glider ‘N’ I’m telling you boys there ain’t no noise ‘N’ me and my baby ain’t never gonna bring myRead More →

Gimme that harp boy Ain’t no fat man’s toy You hear what he is saying You hear he’s saying today Harp cry harp smiling Shiny moon white note Give me room Ain’t no time to Rock no boat gimme room Harp sing time and playin ohm…. (Cocle-doodle-doo) Gimme harp this harp harp this harp bite Harp this harp kiss harp money Gimme that harp boy don’t just stand around Gon’ blow pure joy -girl you wear this crown Gimme that harp boy gimme that harp girl Gimme that harp girl gimme that harp boy Harp string harp ring Harp toke harp smoke Harp float harpRead More →

You know how it feels When you’re layin flat on your back And they’re puttin’ flowers (up) on ya Down on Funeral Hill That’s where there ain’t no Boss Man Cuz you finally paid your bills Nobody there’s gonna scrape at your behind Cause if they do you know they’re haunted and workin’ overtime You don’t have break for the rooster, spill your blood in the sun Hide from the moon until the villain comes You swear with the sky there ain’t no mad man gonna spat in your eye.. up there Ain’t no pretty woman gonna shoot up your feet And ask you toRead More →

Don’t think big man I can’t think little Won’t let that end catch me up in the middle My whole life’s been the toss of a dice Done another girl gone out of my life Out of the frying pan into the fire Anything you say they ‘s gonna call you lair Go downtown I walk around The man comes up says he’s gonna put me down You try to succeed to fulfil your need You get hit by a car the people watch you bleed Out of the frying pan into the fire Anything you say they’s gonna call you liar Watch what youRead More →

My smile is stuck I cannot go back to your Frownland My spirit’s made up of the ocean And the sky ‘n’ the sun ‘n’ the moon ‘n’ all my eyes can see I cannot go back to your land of gloom Where black jagged shadows Remind me of the coming of your doom I want my own land Take my hand and come with me It’s not too late for you It’s not too late for me To find my homeland Where a man can stand by another man Without an ego flying With no man lying ‘n’ no one dying by an earthlyRead More →

The floppy boot stomped down into the ground The farmer screamed ‘n blew the sky off the mountains Eye sockets looked down on the chestbone mountains ‘n the sun dropped down, ‘n the moon ran off, His heels ‘n elbows pale as chalk ‘n all the comets collided ‘n blew t’ dust For fear they’d be seen. ‘n the sky turned white in the middle of the night ‘n the sky turned white in the middle of the night ‘n the big floppy boot stomped down into the ground ‘n the red violin took the bow to do the hoodoo hoe-down ‘n the red violinRead More →