Lions in
the Street
Lions in the street and roaming
Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
A beast caged in the heart of a city
The body of his mother rotting
in the summer ground
He fled the town
Went down South and crossed the border
Left the chaos and disorder
Back there over his shoulder
One morning he awoke in a
green hotel
With a strange creature groaning beside him
Sweat oozed from its shiny skin
Is everybody in?
The ceremony is about to begin!
Wake Up!
Wake up!
You can't remember where it was
Had this dream stopped?
The snake was pale gold,
glazed and shrunken
We were afraid to touch it.
The sheets were hot dead prisons.
And she was beside me, old
she's known, young
Her dark red hair, the white soft skin
Now, run to the mirror in
the bathroom
Look! She's coming in here
I can't live through each slow century of her moving
I let my cheek slide down the cool smooth tile
Feel the good cold stinging blood
The smooth hissing snakes of rain
A Little Game
Once I had a little game
I like to crawl back in my brain
I think you know the game I mean
I mean the game called "Go insane"
Now you should try this little
game
Just close your eyes forget your name
Forget the world, forget the people
And we'll erect a different steeple
This little game is fun to
do
Just close your eyes, no way to lose
And I'm right there, I'm going too
Release control, we're breaking through
The Hill Dwellers
Way back past the realm of
pain.
Back where there's never any pain
And the rain falls gently
on the town
And over the heads of all of us
And in the labyrinth of streams
beneath
the Quiet unearthly presence of
Nervous hill dwellers in the gentle hills around
Repitles abounding
Fossils, caves, cool air heights
Each house repeats a mold
Windows rolled
A beast car locked in a against morning.
All now sleeping
Rugs silent, mirrors vacant,
Dust blind under the beds of lawful couples
Wound in sheets
And daughters, smug with semen
Eyes in their nipples
Wait! There's been a slaughter
here
(Don't stop to speak or look
around
Your gloves and fan are on the ground
We're getting out of town
We're going on the run
And your the one I want to come!)
Not To Touch the Earth
Not to touch the earth,
Not to see the sun
Nothing left to do but
run, run, run
Let's run,
let's run
House upon the hill, moon
is lying still
Shadows of the trees witnessing the wild breeze
C'mon baby run with me
Let's run
Run with me, run with me, run with me
Let's run
The mansion is warm, at the top of the hill
Rich are the rooms and the comforts there
Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside
Dead president's corpse in the driver's car
The engine runs on glue and tar
Come on along, we're not going very far
To the east to meet the Czar.
Some outlaws lived by the
side of a lake
The minister's daughter's in love with the snake
Who lives in a well by the side of the road
Wake up, girl! We're almost home, yeah
Sun, sun, sun
Burn, burn, burn
Moon, moon, moon,
I will get you soon...soon....soon!
I am the Lizard King
I can do everything
Names of the Kingdom
We came down the rivers and
highways
We came down from forests and falls
We came down from Carson and Springfield
We came down from phoenix enthralled
And I can tell you the names
of the kingdom
I can tell you the things that you know
Listening for a fistful of silence
Climbing valleys into the shade
The Palace of Exile
For seven years
I dwelt in the loose palace of exile
Playing strange games with the girls of the island
Now I have come again to the land of the fair
And the strong and the wise
Brothers and sisters of the
pale forest
Children of night
Who among you will run with the hunt?
Now Night arrives with here purple legion
Retire now to your tents and to your dreams
Tomorrow we enter the town of my birth
I want to be ready