Imagine There Is a Bank Which Credits Your Account Each Morning

 

sometimes a beautiful young theologian wrote a man who lives in the dark
cowboy hat and shades absurd and yes beautiful
she thought him mad asked if he had money a cigarette
sad far distant look strictly nowhere nowadays numb November

history a crab crushing a nude female in its claws
abominations of the theater and the opera
the elevation the Latin American silence
I'll suspect a deep and mellow twilight reigned in there

traditional FBI banker chief
white shirt blue tie dark blue suit finger to his lips
clean sold under the pseudonym born yes but born not stopping
tired of the dark $25 royalty monologue

yes college textbooks are expensive say yes
stolen from a store no not yet Friday the 13th let it all hang out
lift me up transistor fate decoder I bet you like to gamble why yes
I am drawn to all that very much

Buffalo Bills uh yes jammin' in da park
which will have some slam for us to swim in
talking with the taxman back to rip it up you gotta say yes
Cartesian circle dude run down my nose hell yeah fun times

Susan Sontag Iggy Pop Pixies Cat Power lo and behold
John Wilmot later Earl of Rochester
slammed our eardrums with more blowtorch
yes sir he did do some beat like that

flying down to Mono Valley religions are one nude blaze
now darkness swims its last leg of mutton
just say yesterday total aurora devotion camel
happily place bright neckties on the boulevard

imagine there is a bank which credits your account each morning
Scooby Doo is nude 24/7 a rough crazy stupid shithouse
Palestinian body stockings poison dart frogs get de stink off?
turns out the answer is yes

 

 

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