Sludge Pot

Well I gotta say I didn’t like it at first
But splinters in my bum on the dock was worse
So I went sailing with my pa today
Papa on the tiller, the Ks on the side
J and T raise the spinnaker high
Now we’re cruising feeling the water spray

In a boat race, in a boat race
We’re tacking round and round the buoy again
In a boat race, in a boat race
We’re having so much fun we don’t care if we win

[Trombone Solo outa Timmy's Head]

The leader comes around, he’s a big buffoon
So we launch a slew of water balloons
Port side summer cannon fires away
Choppy water, and the boat skips along
Adventure this good just can’t be wrong
Our pirate thistle will win the sludge pot today

In a boat race, in a boat race
We’re tacking round and round the buoy again
In a boat race, in a boat race
We’re having so much fun we don’t care if we win

Take Me Downtown

Take me downtown to the courthouse baby
I'm crazy 'bout this one blonde judge
She snuggled my parents and kissed my cat
And last Christmas she gave me some fudge

Oh wait I sure could use a gyro
Sop right in at Myra's
The lady who's there with the blue-black hair
Of her I am desirous

She'll never know what it took to put that arrow
Straight right through my heart
All I can stay the next day she made a move
That made my engine start
Oh-oh oh oh-oh oh-oh

Gonna hop a train in the plains in the rain
And talk myself to sleep
I'll ease in treason of the season for no reason
Give me back my soul to keep
Oh-oh oh
Take me down, down , down, down downtown

Take me downtown to the strip joints babe
I got twenty-four hours o' leave
I'll go around the world with a New York girl
'til I stumble back less naive

I ain't got no reason just to warm this seat
While the J-club speakers thump loud
Foxy lady, sexy baby, when ya gonna quit that maybe
Come down off that cloud

The story was evolving when she started comin' calling
From the attic room over mine
Don't be arranging different, changing too fast
'cause you know this ain't our time
Oh-oh oh oh-oh oh-oh

Gonna drive a car far to where you are
For one last time on the floor
And do you wonder if the thunder made you blunder
Into surfin' that tidal bore
Oh-oh oh

Take me down, down , down, down downtown
Keep me down, down , down, down downtown

90 On Blue Ridge

Heading out from Cincy
Last drive in the states
South to Blue Ridge parkway
The Norfolk lady waits
Gettin' ready for sea CG60 Normandy
Can't be leaving without me, oh no
Pas the stacks in Asheville
Crabtree Meadows too
Easing on past Mabry Hill
Opens up the view
King of the way my last day in the USA
Finally Getting underway

5 point 0 and ready to roll
The engine starts to purr
See miles ahead green hills, blue skies
The way is clear and sure
She settles in and glides so true
90 miles an hour just passin' through
The sailor flew to get there to you

Woah, oh, oh oh oh
Woah, oh, oh oh oh oh
Woah oh, oh oh oh oh

Whetstone Ridge breaks the sky
Reminds me of a da day long gone by
Faded cloth in her hair
The most perfect day
The most perfect day
Woah-oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Keep thinking 'bout my Mustang
Still settin' in the yard
And how do I tell my son
Now that it's old and gray and scarred
How one day in Kentucky
Windows down, sunglasses on
The future dawning gust on a a perfect day
With everything just beyond
Woah-oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Woah, oh, oh oh oh
Woah, oh, oh oh oh oh
Woah oh, oh oh oh oh

Woah, oh, oh oh oh
Woah, oh, oh oh oh oh
Woah oh, oh oh oh oh

Woah-oh-oh, yeah, yeah

Chaos Eclipse

E-clips for my E-gun
Pwning mirages is fu-u-u-u-un
Eek, lips so very pouty
On the sultry Succubus spa-a-a-awn
Between the day and the dawn
Rooking the king's own pawn
Too pridictable, too easy
Cheesy AI is like a reru-u-u-un

Things designed lack chance
They fail to give a surprise
Cattle, in boring bovinity
Such predictivity in those big dull eyes

E-lives, so gray so flat, are we marching like that?
Stuffing our facte staring through cyberspace
'Til we're batty, old, and fat
Who or what are you that shields us
From the chaos out beyond?

Opaque to disorder, with patterns that border
Like thistles around a pond

Maybe entropy's a lie and just a trick of scale
Maybe chance is freedom's cry
While fortune reings in hell
While the chaos eclipse we glimpse
Fills our tiny minds
Maybe fate and random reign entwined in tangled lines
Cha cha cha

Another awkward mission
Fishin' for the right words to say-ay-ay-ay
With the clumsy interacting NPC subsumption today-ay-ay-ay
Mimicking the chunky monkey
Shocking the shackles of time
'Til Seri's Ok Googling with Cortana's help in the cri-i-i-ime

Anxiously we're wating for gaming with sentient ones
Semi-circle shadows for each rose's leaf in the sun
E-lives so gray so flat are we marching like that?
Stuffing our face staring through cyberspace
'Til we're batty, old, and fat
Before they testing Turing cyber children were foretold
Always and forever, aren't we just so clever
But what if we break the mold?

Maybe entropy's a lie and just a trick of scale
Maybe chance is freedon's cry
While fortune reigns in hell
While the chaos eclipse we glimpse
Fills our tiny minds
Maybe fat and random reign entwined in tangled lines
Blooms of harmony can flower petals made of time
Fractals in the substrate echo sparks from the devine
And though free will may be a ladder
Or a conduit to doom
They mysterious nature of matter
Overshadows every rune

Icyclical

Who slept upon the waters firm
Unshackling the winter wyrm
Razor teeth where water drips
Ice wings blast the howling cliffs
Sickles cycles barred the door
But storms unchained the frosty hoar
Strong bones clad in clinging skin
'Neath a steel shell the slenderman
Slinking in with armageddon he
Claims domains both north and south
Withers life and drives it out
Ninety longest lives go by
Before the sun can thaw the sky

Sing hey-oh unto green holly
Hey-oh unto green holly
Stand fast for yer mates and yer Mollys
Even though most lives are follies
Hey-oy hey aweigh
For in the darkness of the longest night
When cold sets in along with fright
You are my foe and we will fight
Or together as brothers we'll unite
And sing hey-oh hey aweigh

All around the winds they blow
And owls sit brooding in the snow
Freeze freeze the bitter sky
Shield my eyes encased inside
Blow blow the winter winds
In silence unremembered friends
The naked world in quiet light
'Neath a broken moon out past the night
The sailor stares across the waves
And plots a course to new enclaves
Man the rails me hearties yo ho
In friendship bound we sing we row
The ancient mariner will know
How to put to stern the debts we owe
To warmer climes we're bound you ho!

Sing hey-oh unto green holly
Hey-oh unto green holly
Stand fast for yer date's hot tomales
Even though most loves are follies
Sing hey-oh hey aweigh
Sing ay-oh unto green holly
Hey-oh unto green holly
Stand fast for yer guys and yer dollies
Even though most loves are follies
Hey-oh he aweigh

Blood In The Breakfast Barn

The pig and the rooster and the chicken
All lived together
They were best friends their while lives
But all hell broke loose
When the chicken and the rooster
Got really hungry
And they struck with their beaks and claws
They tried to kill for delicious bacon
But blood in the breakfast barn is forsaken

Blood in the breakfast barn is forsaken
Kill him for some delicious bacon
Blood in the breakfast barn is forsaken
Kill him for some delicious bacon

Then the unicorn
And his centaur brother Moe
Busted in and tortured them
They gored and stomped them
And rode of in the wind
With their brother pig
And his delicious bacon

Blood in the breakfast barn is forsaken
Kill him for some delicious bacon
Blood in the breakfast barn is forsaken
Kill him for some delicious bacon

When they got back to the village
They sniffed more glue
The Moe and the unicorn
Stomped and gored pig too
They didn't need any knives
Because Unicorn had his horn
It twas his spear of death
And they ate delicious bacon
Delicious bacon
Awww a little bacon
Need some bacons . . .

Blood in the breakfast barn is forsaken
Kill him for some delicious bacon
Blood in the breakfast barn is forsaken
Kill him for some delicious bacon

Jack's Song

All the glory and all the fame
Must end in death, they're all the same
Hunting deadly men down
Like rabid dogs from town to town
Gunman Jack was drinking away
He'd already overextended his stay
And just as he was paying
That's then the sheriff called him out in the rain

Gunman Jack strode outside
He showed his gun, he had nothing to hide
The sheriff told him to yield
The folks around cleared the killing field
He drew quickly and shot the sheriff's head
His brains blew out he was instantly dead
Another faceless man died today
Jack got on his horse and he rode away

Ride Jack ride
Once again you've got to run and hide
The hunters need to be satisfied
They'll be on your tail far and wide
So run and hide
So run and hide
So run and hide

You never meant to do what you did
Falsely accused you ran and hid
A legend famous and feared
Dusty coat and a long wild beard
And now they know you in every town
Young guns hunger to hunt you down
You try to change your ways
But you know a bullet will end your days

Waterflow

There's a storm forming out at sea
It's coming ashore to drown me
It has no mercy I can see
There's a storm forming out at sea

Well it's not far away and I'm feeling afraid
Thinking about the people I have betrayed
So I start to pray as if my debts were paid
It's not far away and I'm afraid

Oh but if I found a better way to go
I would lead you also
I can't believe my eyes that you don't know
So may I bring it on to you to mention
How the water will flow
To where we succumb down below
Oh lord, please mention the waterflow

Now the clouds are rolling and the sky is dark
Sorrow fills the village and the dogs bark
In the mirror, in my eyes, there is no spark
And the clouds are rolling, the sky is dark

Oh but if I found a better way to go
I would lead you also
I can't believe my eyes that you don't know
So may I bring it on to you to mention
How the water will flow
To where we succumb down below
Oh lord, please mention the waterflow

Freddy Wendel And Those Graves

These are great names
Those graves
All of those graves
Freddy Wendel clearn those grave stones
Such wicked stored in the stone
Freddy Wendel clean all of the cross grave stones

Such tortured of fear trapped inside
Do you hear it?
Freddy Wendel do you hear them?
Only Freddy Wendel knows
What's on the inside
Of all the cross grave stones
So clean yet filth ridden

Splendor never ceases to amaze
Freddy Wendel
As he procures and polishes
Those might grave stones
A good old boy he is to you and me

As he procures and polishes
Those might grave stones
A good old boy he is to you and me
And the only tragedy
Only Freddy Wendel knows
What's on the inside
Of all the cross grave stones
Splendor never ceases to amaze
Freddy Wendel

Legacy Of The Loons

Moe and the unicorn became distraught
Upon their merry way back to me
Oh the equines had wandered for 100 days
Through realms of insanity don't you say

But if you listen close
Behind their proud boast
You can still hear the din of the host
The pig and the chicken and the rooster are all pawns
As their grave tale plods on

But then I found them and there was rejoicing
Tough incapacitated on the verge of death, oh yeth
Awakened from clouds of Elmer's glue
Red bull and cold showers, not much more I could do

But if you listen close far past the outpost
You can still hear the din of the host
The chicken and rooster and pig are all gone
But their brave story lives on

Applewood smoked bacon
Delicious applewood smoked bacon
Even the pig
Which is kind of awkward
Because that means he was cannibalizing himself
Which really sets a poor example
For the children

Then they soared into green pastures
Comprised of grace and love and dreams
And as they rode off again into the wind
Never again to be seen by their kin

If you listen close at breakfast with toast
You can still hear the din of the host
The chicken and rooster and pig are all gone
But their brave story lives on

And now we've come to the end of our story
And maybe one day if you are still free
You'll pass on this tale of glory and woe
To you progeny
Oh you'll pass on this tale of glory and woe
To your progeny