With seas
your eyes of
azure greenlit
sea-foam cares
hair hard, salt soft
in wide-strewn spray:
Perigianne.
The Greek-ish
Antipodes
Know when
the Cypriot
looks cool
and shit
I'll bind no knot
to loose you, first
but by fourth dates
all claims run void
The undertow suck
Takes me first.
Or this I vow:
A Wedding Band of surf
and spray and light and
sand for one beach day
whether permits
the storm goes fast
but darkness
fits.
(KMD sample) "Since the day I was born
I was on a mission
Never played out of position
or missing or wishing
I came out kissing was no spank
on the back side
Just oscillating nurses
waiting for BLACK [ THAT ]
guy, I I was talking way
before I could crawl
or walk. And what
the ladies heard
wasn't baby talk
I'd drop a line like
a bomber would drop
a BOMB. Highly explosive
but notice I was kool
and calm, ready
for action at the age of one the fun
was just beginning I was winning
[ hi-hat comes in, some guitar drone ]
the ladies would come with arms
open and hoping for a kiss
and a hug. I'd strip down HAH
and watch the ladies bug
I stood up for a while
then I started walking
I heard some lady say
"Look who'se talking"
That's right baby you
can't leave me [ HIM! ]
alone 'cause if you can't
please me don't tease me 'cause
I'm [ FULL BAND CRASH
IN ] BAD TO THE BAD TO
THE BAD TO THE BAD TO
THE
(former spoken by Mohandas
Dewese AKA Kool Moe Dee)
Full band (low harmony vocal
me): WE GOT YOUR YEAR
IN ROCK RIGHT HEAR, BAE
BAE
I came to be the one who'd stay
THE ANTI-NICE the opposite
of what you meant when you talked
shhh-T I BACK YOU UP AGAINST
that wall! Because you're indefensible
You lost the last
best chance you had you can pray
Good luck
You can Ugly it up, but
I'm
The Bad
(S. Leone inspired guitar line
and chords) I'M
THE BAD
DEEER, NEEER DEEEAH DAHH
AHM
THE BAAAAD
get
off
mah
TIP
CONSPIRACY
is on my side
Step to me you get took
for a ride, they'll lock
You up
They'll hide the key
Don't put your self
through hell for me
AHM SO MEAN I MEAN IT ALL
My soul is indestructible
You really ought to doubt
your "should" 'cause God
He is Great,
Jesus is Good, but
I'm
the bad
(Whistling part)
toot de doodle doodle doo
BAH NAH NAHHHHH
der REET der ROOTLE ROO
DAR, NAR, NAHHHH
DOOTY DOOTY DOOOOO
nah nah nah
DOODLE-TOODLE-TU
HIT IT
Spoken: destruction is
a creative act and I love
to create so keep the hell
BACK.
_________________
Band intro:
CFO & director of BASS STRINGS
COO & director of BOOM
CEO & lead of strings
CCO
& assistant to the director
of strings
______________
Band goes in to "DESTROY"
It brings me back to the sun beating
down and the smell of chlorine
It brings me back to the fall
of the leaves
and the rape
of Persephone.
And when I get tired of seeing
her face in the clouds, and
the streaming rain
is ready to run down,
she calls me
back indoors, she
says I'm yours,
and that's when I feel
joy.
Here me out
I'm going to call a party.
Here and now, inviting
everybody. Bring
your girlfriend bring
your boyfriend bring
your ex-girlfriend too
everyone you've ever
loved or even hated
will do
Just
sit on down discussing, or
get on up dancing
State
your mind or change the state
your mind is in
I would never tether you
over what you hold, dear
Bring your freaky twelve
step program or your big
case of beer
We got rocking to do
All man
We got rocking to do
All woman
Now jump on up right
and just for just one man
'Cause only one man came
to take his bird in hand
shove it back under the bush
Let it cheep-cheep a bit
Tell that Courtney, Girl
Next dive's for me let's
swim still a bit, We
Got
Rocking
TO-DO
ALL MAN
has got rocking to DO-OOO, with
ALL WO-MAAA,HANN
has got rocking to do
all man
doo DAHHHHN HAS GOT
ROCKIN' TO DOO, EWE
with
all
woe
mah
han
guitar solo?
Bridge to the chorus
Plug in the Saba Facebook Army
on backup and give me a front
row metric ticket, please.
Good
girl
Good
boy
Go doggo go
Long since update: that is
Christy
Leigh SCHAPP!
SCHAPP! SCHAPP, real
estate fans, but don't rule
her out as Cover Girl for
the new Sports Illustrated
Professional MOMS I'D LIKE TO LOVE fat
hardcover special edition (the one with tear-out
"centerfolds" between EVERY LIKE TWO (2) PAGES? no).
Implied nudity only, please. SI
is a Family Style Institution. It isn't Hustler, thanks.
N.
O.
W.Good Greasy Grace before, during and at meals please, today. It's franks and beans! The killer duet combo on SAINT PADRAIC'S SNAKE EXPULSERITO BURRITO DAY FOR NIGHT!
W
a
r
ning. No. MDMA and Roofies alike are NOT "recreational drugs" when you spike
an open container with them. "DEATH, FIRST!" quoth the mad in black. Death first.
It is fate's accomplice you tempt, and the lie detector will be admissible sentencing
phase, DNA ONLY available IF THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NONE (plus audio only
self-documentation by all the ladies) during the appeal during which you will be in
GAOL, not "jail," and violating what Russell Crowe calls "The Kiddie Raper Beef." Capisce
? Yes, Rose. We all
capisce.
This year
is for the mother's daughters and THEIR
moms. Next year for pop, pops, disco and
rock. No roll today. Steve Winwood's got
the mumps again. Sheesh.
It's RAPE JOKE MONDAY over on Consider
Your Ass Kicked so
Why not go? Rape me in comments
but
Only by your own real internetonym
And
ONLY
via a posted link from the news with no
commentary of your own, so you will look
SO BAD
When I reply in the link's comments and you don't
dare
show
up. Thnx, coward
Long-time readers will guess
how frequently I have cause to sing
the praises of OLD BAY. It's
quite unnecessary. Herr's brand
OLD BAY flavored potato chips
pack enough of that seaside spice in
on all sides (of each chip!) to send
the crustiest seaman gagging for a quaff
of the ol' lime-punched grog, just to restore some order on deck
and regain the use of his inner
compass!
If you find yourself likewise with
a mouthful of that dry-rub low tide
personified (OLD BAY has so much
character, "personified" works), you
might yourself wonder: "What goes better
with this?" Try OLD BAY brand spice mix
with a hot tin bucket of corn-on-the-cob, crab
-in-the-shell, or anything else that smacks
of the waterfront and includes inedible parts (cob,
shell), all the better to hold a deeper dusting
of the rust-red
and trusty
dusty stuff:
the seafarer's friend and prized luxury. Use OLD BAY
in the toilet! Use it on land. Use it in the sky! This
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WAY by OLD BAY or anything like it - which
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armadas of sensations storming the defenseless port
of your mouth,
big time.
It's
the culinary nautical
equivalent of piracy, and trust
me! Once you find your lips
and tongue on the high seas, seized
and dragooned into the service of
this old spice and herbs treasure, you'll wish
you had a map and a shovel
to dump your newfound taste
hoard overboard and bury it
in secrecy, for safekeeping! OLD
BAY. It really is what they say, more
or less. Check with your physician
- or with your friendly local sea captain
- before using OLD BAY in a way neither
of
them can agree with.
