Picture Album
Square John sips his coffee and strokes on his beard. There's a brain storm blasting through his ivory dome. His apple pie is stone cold, and Hoyle has disappeared. But in John's mind he hears a metronome. Nobody's at home...
Crushed in your darkness, you'll never enjoy me! With the heat of your nova, you'll never destroy me! Sometimes I just stare, Numb with despair, Going nowhere, Like a frozen stream. But I hail that roving bard, Who haunts this boulevard, Who hands me a shard Of my dream.
A man has many enemies when his back is to the wall. A man has many enemies when his back is to the wall. A man without money is no man at all. A man is a lion / In his own cause. My tongue is a blood-letting blade. Bless old Orion. / Curse family laws. I blitzkrieg your masquerade.
They all had a real long chat. Rat was the bureaucrat. He talked a lot a dis n dat. He swatted at a circling gnat. Oh! What we goin to do? Oh! We be lookin to you.
Then the peddler with a leather face / Comes with his worn knapsack. He hobbles on to his resting place / With his whole life on his back. I have no love charm to enchant you. The wind is cold, the sky is black / While I sing with rue.
Beer Goggles Brooks was in the alehouse With a rumdum blond giggling in his ear. She says, I spilled beer on my blouse. Now it's time to disappear.
He says, I'm just a traveling salesman. I've got a room 'cross the street. I've got a real good sales plan. Come with me out of this heat!
