1) WHITE CHOCOLATE

TWELVE CHIMES/ CLOCK NOISES

In the forest
by the swamp
a tree, painted red
fifty paces to the left
a cow skull, the X
a hundred paces
down the road, a cabin
in the trees
in the closet, white chocolate
in the closet white chocolate

I wish you were made of white chocolate
Then you could fit in my pocket
like marshmallow bunnies at eastertime
when I was hungry, I’d nibble on you

I wish you were made of white chocolate
Then you could fit in my pocket
like marshmallow bunnies at eastertime
when I was hungry, I’d nibble on you

GUITAR SOLO / BASS SOLO

I wish you were made of white chocolate
Then you could fit in my pocket
like marshmallow bunnies at eastertime
when I was hungry, I’d nibble on you

I wish you were made of white chocolate
Then you could fit in my pocket
like marshmallow bunnies at eastertime
when I was hungry, I’d nibble on you

TWELVE CHIMES, CLOCK NOISES


2) HOUSE

My house is cold, my house it flies

So I was sitting in the house and the house started flying in the air. And I said to myself, why is the house flying in the air? I could not figure this. The lamps has all gone out because we had run out of blubber. No more blubber for the lamps. So we took the lamps and we took the snow we had in our refrigerator. And we put it in the lamps. And what do you know, the lamps went on, and somebody said LOOK LOOK LOOK LOOK. Look at the lamp. It is now working. But the house is still flying, what are we going to do? And as soon as he said that, the house stopped.

My house, it flies, my house has stopped


3) ELIZABETH TAYLOR WITH WHITE HAIR

On MTV, I saw her gliding on the screen,
a beautiful visage, a video dream
with Warhol hair in a style mod
she had Elizabeth Taylor’s bod
I saw her standing over there
Elizabeth Taylor with white hair
ooooh la la la
la la la la
oooo la la la
lalalalalal

Welcome to 1954
I didn’t want to dream about her anymore.
I couldn’t’ bear the movie screen
in 1962 1963 1964 1965

KEYBOARD SOLO

If you’re gonna bake in the movie star world
then you better get the Liz Taylor Curl
I saw here sitting in side of a car
but I couldn’t touch her because she was a star
I do not dispute that liz was fair
but she should have had albino hair
I saw her standing over there
Elizabeth Taylor with white hair

ooooh la la la
la la la la
oooo la la la
lalalalalal

Welcome to 1954
I didn’t want to dream about her anymore.
I couldn’t’ bear the movie screen
in 1962 1963 1964 1965


4) KAMIKAZE GIRL

FLUTE INTRODUCTION

You shake like wild in the summer eve
when your in the air you get no reprieve
you must burn out in a a glory red
and if you’re just a missile, you might as well be dead!

Kamikaze Girl / Kamikaze Girl
Kamikaze Girl/ Kamikaze Girl

So you paved your way into a little trip
to pound your plane into a battleship
you aim your propeller just to make a wreck
kamikaze girl, are you heading for the deck?

Kamikaze Girl / Kamikaze Girl
Kamikaze Girl/ Kamikaze Girl

(BRIDGE – CHOPSTICKS)

Antiaircraft guns are aimed at you
you hold your breath till you turn blue
your shadow belts across the cloud
disaster doll, do you really want to die?

Kamikaze Girl / Kamikaze Girl
Kamikaze Girl/ Kamikaze Girl


5) TALIA

Talia
Talia, you friend is a horse
Talia, your friend is a bush

Talia Talia Talia
When your sweetheart calls you up,
you are all tied up. Talia. Talia.
With your beautiful eyes of tenderest gold
and your silken arms too precious to hold

You are so precious to me Talia

Talia, you friend is a bush
Talia, your friend is a horse

Let’s lie by the river and watch the sun shine
And place flowers in your golden hair, ever so fine
Take off your shirt and flop in the breeze
you smoke filled laughter drags through the trees

Talia, you friend is a bush
Talia, your friend is a horse

Talia, Talia, TALIA!!!!


6) BELLY OF THE CRAB
(pirate version and regular version)

I used to sell tents by the corner of the sea
A blue eyed girl would buy them from me
I’d see her every day in the sheen of the sun
As white as the glow from a skeleton

Thirteen Starfish and 7 Jars
You’re looking for a face on the belly of the: (you're looking for a face) on the belly of the crab

I asked her one day where was her home
she sighed and said I live alone
She pointed at a ship that sailed away
the clouds all cracked and the sky went gray

Thirteen Starfish and 7 Jars
You’re looking for a face on the belly of the : (you're looking for a face) on the belly of the crab

she skipped away with a trail in the sand
rolling the waves with a twist of her hand
she drifted away as the tide grew near
when the sun set she disappeared


7) MY WIFE, ARCHEOLOGIST

Two,
and the tick tock of the whisk
strewing the rolled mounds,
swinging about shards of bisque.

Dead,
eyeless (Spiders will avoid
threads thrust through the dust)
sockets, clean. Bulbs bleached devoid,

white
skulls smooth as marble, concrete.
Night digs on. Alone
with these monuments, I sweep.

Club
in hand, this neanderthal
chum crumbled base heads
as once I kissed the baseball.

Young,
before my bones got tired
(flung against clockwork),
before my gut, I fired

lines,
but now sink, old in my chair,
pine, bury cracked thumbs
in chips, lap beers, feet in air,

ball
games run on television,
fall games. Dimly, my
wife, archeologist, on

chairs
and tables, dusts gingerly,
caring not to taint
stale artifacts. Gravenly,

as
janitor, I wipe cold skulls,
as she polishes
baseball trophies, bony hulls



8) AEOLIAN HARP

We went to the sea
To find a skeleton
We found red sand on the shore
Discovering bones
that washed up in the tide
bleached and whitened by the sun
we took them home
to our office.  We placed them still by the wall
we could not assemble the skeleton
we hung the bones like a crime
we strung our hair like strings
they sang in the breeze
o, o, o, o, o, o
o, o, o, o, o, o
o, o, o, o, o, o
o, o, o, o, o, o



9) MOONS

Mary Stewart had a piece of glass
pulled from a window frame mirror of brass
there’s a closet full of quilts in the back of the house
the patchwork kind that are hidden away
she padded them down on the floor to be soft
then ran cool water down the side of the tub
It was a warm night, it was a cold night
and she couldn’t remember what she left in the grass.

sometimes you can’t see the moons through the windowpane
the bristled boughs of the trees cut the sky.
Sometimes you can’t see the moons through the windowpane.

(Go back to intro theme)

The moons came down like a shower in May.
The blue flakes rained and the stars went away.
It was a cold night, it was a warm night
and she couldn’t remember what she left in the grass.
It was a cold night, it was a warm night
and she couldn’t remember what she left in the grass.

(GUITAR SOLO)


10) MASTERSON THE BAT

Because he hangs in Steve’s Estate
y'know what things he will activate
he’s a diving man lungs in the cave
just one thing he will always crave
swoop around in the dark of the night
swooping down like a broken kite
spades on the table, move your hat
Checking out
Masterson the Bat

Masterson the Bat, Hanging on the Inside Lying flat
Masterson the Bat, Hanging on the Inside Lying flat

He didn't want to say what he really meant
so he grinned his smile like a slab of flint
shook his wings when she moved her arms
and choked upon her sonic charms
shrieked aloud and his teeth got sharp
completely lost in the cavern park
spades on the table, move your hat
Checking out
Masterson the Bat

Masterson the Bat, Hanging on the Inside Lying flat
Masterson the Bat, Hanging on the Inside Lying flat

Sax Solo

Masterson the Bat, Hanging on the Inside Lying flat
Masterson the Bat, Hanging on the Inside Lying flat
Masterson the Bat, Hanging on the Inside Lying flat
Masterson the Bat, Hanging on the Inside Lying flat


11) MARILYN MONROE’S DIARY

In the hospital looking strained, pathetic…
panic stricken, she called me over
whispered in my ear.
Breath stink,  silvered milk, her lips overflow
in my hands. Begging to take care of the situation...
disposal of the book…

Marilyn Monroe’s Diary

With the copied key given to me secretly,
I entered the apartment and approached the piano.
White, ominous and dominant, it stood like
a mystical elephant shimmering in a plush pink desert.
I approached it with caution, careful not to move
suddenly, lest I lose my concentration. Carefully
opening the lid, and there, enclosed in plastic, wrapped in twine: the battered red book.

Marilyn Monroe’s Diary

SHE MADE ME GRIT MY TEETH !
Standing on the dock, gripping tightly,
knuckles cramping. Smell of brine and barnacle
encircling me, circus style sun blaring down heinous spotlight as dockworkers milled about me with
nets, crates. And then, pausing for a only a moment
of contemplation, carrying out her wishes, the algae green book tossing
red cherry into the waves. Sinking quickly without floating,

Marilyn Monroe’s Diary

12) LIVE MINNOWS

John E A and I, cruising down highway 91
slipping through a slick ford auto
passing pale abandoned buses on the road
And a small pathetic sign that advertised minnows

Live Minnows / Live Minnows /
Live minnows/ Live minnows

Tequila haze and candle rapture teens
spitting ash on a concrete flooring
apples and candy with hands down pajamas
breathing shallow in a moment of silence

BRIDGE

Live Minnows / Live Minnows /
Live minnows/ Live minnows

Take that dress and tear it off your head
Take those pants and rip them down the side
You're going to go down to the boiler room with me
You're gonna lock in the boiler room with me
take me down, down to the basement
I want you to take me down to the basement
O, take me down, down to the basement
Won't you take me down, down to the basement

Live Minnows / Live Minnows /
Live minnows/ Live minnows


13) PINK LEMONADE

The apple was soft and strands of her hair clung
to my pajamas like llama wool. I climbed the mountain in a field of green. So tender. so clean. It was an easy stretch.

I sing of olaf who drinks pink lemonade
AH AH AH

Pink Lemonade!!

14) X THE UNKNOWN

Scientists were bewildered!
They did not know what the devil this creeping mass of flesh was. The city was in panic. It was a disaster. Little did they know – that it was X the Unknown!

(SIRENS)
ha! Hey! Heads go black!
ha! Hey! Heads go black!

Found that head in the bottom of the sea
found that head in the bottom of the pool
everybody’s swinging with the hot tail boogie
everybody's looking out for you

ha! Hey! Heads go black!
ha! Hey! Heads go black!

That’s your head in the bottom of the bowl
severed neat and screaming at the "A"
barreling thru that hot tail boogie
bloody and battered and blue
GUITAR SOLO

Electric fields are cracking together
red hot skin is tearing off the bone
tethering on your epidermic runny
cover and sterilize the zone

ha! Hey! Heads go black!
ha! Hey! Heads go black!

ha! Hey! Heads go black!
ha! Hey! Heads go black!