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Friday, November 26, 2010

Poetic Interlude #3 - Stories

ACCOUSTIC BLUE

Through sick satanic cities where the darkness never ends
I drive my ancient Datsun searching for my long lost friend
The guitar I was taught on but had to sell to save my skin
Many years ago in Buffalo, but I will track it down again

Cause I want it back

I was cold and I was hungry and I was living in my car
Plucking chords of alabaster like a glorious rock star
And the money that was offered wouldn’t take me very far
But I made the deal to buy a meal and live to play some more

Now I want it back
My balsa wood guitar
I want it bad
Acoustic blue
I won’t be happy
Until she’s on my knee
And I’m strumming along that same old song
That means so much to me

Now the years that rolled behind me have been fortunate and fun
My music‘s made me as famous as the moon and rising sun
And I’ve no regrets to speak of except this single one
But I’ll do my best to end this quest I won’t stop til I’m done

Cause I want it back
My balsa wood guitar
I want it bad
Acoustic blue
I won’t be happy
Until she’s on my knee
And I’m strumming along that same old song
That means so much to me

The man I met in Buffalo gave my guitar to his son
Who traded if for cocaine to a Czechoslovakian
This Czech lost it in Reno while running from a gun
It seemed from there to disappear like I snowflake in the sun

I reacquired the trail where the Nile river flows
From a man who spoke no English until I paid him through the nose
He sent me out to China where I stopped to buy a rose
And here I stand with pick in hand cause I know I’m getting close

And I want it back
My balsa wood guitar
I want it bad
Acoustic blue
I won’t be happy
Until she’s on my knee
And I’m strumming along that same old song
That means so much to me
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THE COURT OF MAGIC

Here yea, here yea, here yea
The court of magic is now in session
The honorable judge Houdini presiding
Y’all may be seated

Here in the court of magic
mysteries divine and tragic
Play themselves on center stage
The lawyers hate each other
They shout at one another
until the judge gets in a rage

And then there’s order in the courtroom
“Guilty”, screams jurors one to ten
Johnny stands to hear his sentence
for killing 67 men

The judge pounds his gavel hard
and calls out for a guard
As he looks Johnny in the eye
“You’ve got a cross to bear
for a good hundred years.
You’ll be in jail until you die.”

But Johnny says, “Hey,
I don’t really mind.”
Johnny says, “Hey,
I can do the time.”
He walks in silence escorted to his cell
It’s not heaven, but its’ surely not hell

Back to the courtroom action
there is no satisfaction
As we begin another case
Tony says, “I didn’t do it.”
Judge says, “You’ll have to prove it.”
Looks like we’re in for a race

And then there’s order in the courtroom
“Guilty”, screams the judicial throng
Tony stands to hear his sentence
for doing absolutely nothing wrong

The judge pounds his gavel hard
and calls out for a guard
As he looks Tony in the eye
“You’ve got a cross to bear
for a good hundred years.
You’ll be in jail until you die.”

But Tony says, “Hey,
you got it wrong this time.”
Tony says, “Hey,
I didn’t commit a crime.”
Tony grabs the judges throat
and squeezes til he’s dead
So the bailiff put a bullet into Tonys’ head

And then there’s order in the courtroom
A juror starts to climb the wall
A lawyer calls for a mistrial
to obtain justice for all
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Johnny heard the gunshot inside his jail cell
A smile touched his lips and then it fell
Next day he was transferred to the state pen
Alone in a prison with a million other men
By September Johnny had a spoon
He tunneled out, was in Cleveland by June

Watch out Johnny don’t look back
Watch out Johnny don’t leave a track
You can’t kill people and expect to get away
Just ask Tony and this is what he’d say

Give me order in the courtroom
For I must plead my case
The court of magic is in session
Where liberty and justice are in disgrace
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UNTITLED

In the middle of a maze one night I lay under a tree
When at once I did see
A creature had come up to my side
Its clothes were black, its face dark
It stole my air in a forceful kiss
Terrified I met its eyes and in shear surprise
Did I realize that which held my gaze
Under a tree in the middle of a maze
Could never hurt me your see
For that creature was me
The bloody eyed scar jawed animal of a thing
With its rusty skin, thin lips, and blades of teeth
Pierced my tongue
As I tasted hot blood reality left me, my mind took flight
Far away from this monstrous sight
Where pins danced on the wind
And needles ruled for they had eyes

I saw nothing, but I felt the presence of the creature
It had followed me to the world that none may enter without my own permission
The creature had power
And it spoke in a voice not unlike my own
But it fluttered between tenor and baritone

“The days are mine, the nights your own
and in them you must seek life’s tastiest bone.”

“Easy”, said I, “as you know my life is charmed.”

To which the creature was not alarmed.
“That it is”, said it, “And that may be. But from now on
those who see you shall only know me.
Hurt you it will in seeking your goal
Of finding the woman to soothe your soul.
Until you’ve found her you will not sleep
For I now control your dreams.”

“How could I possibly find one to love this creature that is we”,
said I to me?

And I saw it now for it filled my sight
The bottle that had kept me out of the light had shattered
I had returned to see the creature that is me.

It laughed suddenly and raised its arms
For a moment I saw its silhouette in the moon rays
Then I was alone under a tree in the middle of a maze
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JEALOUSY

Got the call from my buddy Jack at half past nine
He said he’d seen her at the Double Q
I took off like a rocket stuffing bullets in my pocket
Man, I knew just what I had to do
I was so angry I forgot to bring my gun along
La la la la. La la la lee
Jealousy will be the end of me

I raced to the saloon and I burst into the room
No one paid me a lick of attention
I walked up to barman Scott
And I ordered up a shot
As I waited for divine intervention
Now where is that girl she’s got to be around here some place
La la la la. La la la lee
Jealousy is about all I can see

Once upon a time little Katie was all mine
But I knew it wouldn’t come to no good
Every time she left my sight to get a beer or grab a bite
I was sure she was slutting round the neighborhood
She must a had a hundred affairs in my imagination
La la la la. La la la lee
Jealousy will never let me be

It was about this time that I caught a whiff
A scent that I knew very well
Drifting through the air above the sweat, below the beer
It was Katie’s perfume that I could smell
My eyes clouded over as I grabbed a corkscrew off the bar
La la la la. La la la lee
Jealousy has got a hold of me

Well blood spurted up to the ceiling
I lost the corkscrew stuck in some guy’s throat
He screamed and he cried, and he farted then he died
The band on the stage didn’t drop a note

By now my nose had taken over
I was sniffing up every guy I passed
Each time I did smell, that Coco by Chanel
I swear that man’s next breath was his last
I must have killed a dozen before the cops ever showed up
La la la la. La la la lee
Jealousy will not set me free

Shortie took a fork in the eyeball
Baldie choked to death on my fist
I got hold of a guitar, started smashing skulls apart
Lopped another guy’s hands off at the wrist

The last guy got my bullets shoved into his mouth
Until they overflowed
Somewhere I found a camera and used it like a hammer
And made those little dumb-dumbs explode
There was nothing left of his face by the time it was over
La la la la. La la la lee
Jealousy makes for good tragedy

I was pretty tired when the cops stormed the bar
They had me in cuffs in the blink of an eye
That’s when I noticed Jack at the bar with an empty perfume jar
Kissing Katie and waving goodbye
That son of a bitch, he sure done me wrong
La la la la. La la la lee
Jealousy tricked the hell out of me
La la la la. La la la lee
Jealousy will be the death of me

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