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Now or then

I can't play the radio. But if I could play guitar...

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A THOUGHT IN A MORON
 When God was born he said to me
Smile, eat cheese; try to be happy
So I did and now I take it back
After the cheese and the heart attack

But I don’t care, who really would
The heartbeat I found was made of wood
So I breathe my dreams and dream my breath
And eat new cheese until my death

     Once in a dream it happened to me
     Twice in a picture it was there on the screen
     A wonderful vision, a light in a cloud
     A thought in a moron, my father was proud

The Earth, it rises in my view
As I attempt to see you
When the sun falls, my mind turns gray
For all you’re talking, you got nothing to say

Those cataclysmic non-events
That you love on cable TV
You somehow think it all makes sense
And that’s just too sad to see

     Once in a dream it happened to me
     Twice in a picture it was there on the screen
     A wonderful vision, a light in a cloud
     A thought in a moron, my mother was proud

I’m painting prayers with flowers
and dreaming up ballgames
You’re counting your cash by the hour
And chanting your own name

So there you are, I finally see you
Beneath your prophet’s cheese eclipse
It’s new, it’s old, and then it’s new
Oh it’s just that same old list

     Once in a dream it happened to me
     Twice in a picture it was there on the screen
     A wonderful vision, a light in a cloud
     A thought in a moron, you must be so proud

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EVERYTHING NOW!
Dirty clothes and bowling shoes
And garbage on TV
That defines life for most I know
But it don’t do it for me

     I want pandemonium
     Lover’s cranium
     Flowers everywhere
     You in underwear
     I want everything now!

Half-read books and gum disease
And passion’s just a word
They’re all contented just to die
But baby ain’t you heard

     I want orgasmania
     Eyes to look at ya
     Feet with springs in ‘em
     You with nothing on
     I want everything now!

Got a ditch to dig, a disease to cure
Got something going down
Hold my hand and jump right in
This life’s a joyous sound

     I want orgasmania
     Eyes to look at ya
     Feet with springs in ‘em
     You with nothing on
     I want everything now!


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MERRY CHRISTMAS, 2008
A frigid wind chills my bones tonight
Calm memory fails
Merry Christmas
Do you remember that time when there was peace on Earth?
Merry Christmas
Okay, how about this:
I saw a UFO last Tuesday on McArthur Boulevard
You’re right
I made it all up
The scenario I present is absurd
But that other thing that isn’t true...
I’m cold




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