Fertility

I can never ever
________ again.

I’m too old,
too tired,
too lazy
to run in to work.

I hold my breath until I fall down.

Thoughts will come tomorrow.
Then I’ll find out
just what I’ve done wrong.

Yeah, I will listen like a child.

Yeah, I will turn it into song.

Do you feel twice afraid now?
You will live only to die alone.

It’s OK no one gets through it.

You’re going home.
You’re going home.
You’re going home.
You’re going home.

Stop
Stop don’t
go stealing our time.

Too long, too long
And we’re alone – a-
lone.

Too far gone in the flowers
God, these roses look so lonely lonely.

Too far gone in the flowers,
God, these roses need a friend like me.

Fertility

The Twelfth House on the Left

Hey hey hey hey hey hey
you know the sun never
goes


down


That’s right
that’s true

And hey hey hey hey hey hey
The sun -
you know it never comes up

It’s just a trick
tricking you

So hey hey hey hey hey hey
get over
the center
piece
view

Can do
Will do

Yeah hey hey hey hey hey hey
It’s a billion years of crying

White cliffs
brown shoes

When I look into your flirty eyes and all I see is wonder I cannot but hypothesize the firmament’s been sundered by some tattooed God of old who pillages and plunders all the little boys and girls who think they have the secret of living in a magic world but magic means you speak it

LOUD!



Hey hey hey hey hey hey
you know the moon
never hangs
straight

That’s right
that’s true

And hey hey hey hey hey hey
The moon -
it only wants to make waves!



When I look into your flirty eyes and I see pure desire I cannot help but kiss your lips and turn heat into fire that burns an ancient effigy calling holy powers to blind the seekers and the tweakers wasting precious hours looking for an explanation to this magic world but the magic is the magic is the magic is the magic is the magic is the magic and the magic means
you speak it

LOUD!

you gotta speak it

LOUD!

no one’ll hear you

no one’ll know

no one’ll understand

all them magic spells

all them wild thoughts

all them lovely words

all those things
you gotta say
about the things
you gotta say
about that

The Twelfth House on the Left

Excuse Me, Are Those Bugle Boy Jeans You’re Wearing?

You say you know me
– Love me
– Need me
– Want me
But you keep stealing all my clothes.

And I say, “Girl,
there ain’t nothing
in my closet
for you.”

Got my heart in your hands
and my shirt on your back.
You can’t control it.

You don’t control it.

It’s in your blood.
It’s in your blood.

Yeah, I see it in your eyes.
Looking at my shoes and socks.
I feel it in my bones.
You wanna be inside my jeans.

I feel it in my soul.
Oh God, I know it in my soul.
Girl, you keep stealing all my clothes.
You can’t control it.

You don’t control it.

It’s in your blood.
It’s in your blood.

You can’t control it.
You don’t control it.

It’s in your blood.
It’s in your blood.
Yeah, I can see it in your eyes.

Excuse Me, Are Those Bugle Boy Jeans You’re Wearing?

Cowboys in Love

Everybody’s a tale to tell backwards
Everybody’s somebody you know
Everybody’s looking for light’nin
Everybody’s a cowboy in love

Yeah, everybody wants a rodeo, baby
Everybody wants small miracles
Everybody needs some sorta healin’
Everybody’s a cowboy in love

Everybody’s a poetic nightmare, too bad
Everybody’s complaining and high
Everybody’s a blind motivator
Everybody’s a cowboy in love

Yeah, everybody wants a rodeo, baby
Everybody wants small miracles
Everybody needs some sorta healin’
Everybody’s a cowboy in love

Didja ever think we’d be together?
Sitting under a million bright stars?
Didja ever wake up still dreamin’?
Didja ever think we’d get this far?

Yeah, everybody wants a rodeo, baby
Everybody wants small miracles
Everybody needs some sorta healin’
Everybody’s a cowboy in love

Cowboys in Love

Everywhere You Look

You’ve built a brand

You’ve got to keep it strong

Got to keep it strong

Remember basic needs

Keep it strong, strong

—————————:—————————

When you walk in the room,
the air grows so cold

I imagine with horror
the things you might do

Thought this would be
so nice and easy

Yet here we are now
all dangerous and lonely

—————————/—————————

Nights never end
Love is everywhere you look
Turn your head to the right
What bitter, old feelings?

You’re not words, you’re music
This love? This is music
Sweeter in the end
Turn your head to the right

Nights never end
Love is everywhere you look
You want to be the one
Everywhere you look

Everywhere You Look

An Irresponsible Jubilee

Sky dark, smothering clouds

Rain rain rain pouring down

Streets empty, no one found

Ghosts of spring haunting town

Leaves fallen, feeding ground

Trees barren, spindly rungs

Wind screams with freezing tongue

Winter’s dry reign has begun

Darkness plagues, still within a light

Angels’ blood, Elioudic wights

Fires breed new, blighted hearts

Wicked warmth through frigid nights

World wrought, deepest cold

Hopes held high held hopes

Light behind, blind eyes behold!

Fire fire fire calls us home

An Irresponsible Jubilee

The Ogdoad Pay a Visit to Ernest Angley

we are the fire
we are the breath
of a thing
beyond the thing
that burns within
our fragile skins

we are the sound
we are the voice
of piercing words
of prophecy
that mistakes this
for a world amiss

we are the hole
we are the way
a beacon in the dark
the purifying heat
a fury, a power
a nihilistic coward

we are the breath
those that live
in and out
in and out
the never-fading fire
the unquenched desire

we are the things
we’ve been so concerned with
per serving
perversing
we are the breath
we are the fire

The Ogdoad Pay a Visit to Ernest Angley

Looking Out the Window

You wake
You move
You fall the fall that’s all
You see

You fly
You sleep
You fix the fix for what
You need

You look
You bend
You fight the fight until
You end

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!

You know you know you made me cry!
But who’ll believe we’re breathing fire?

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!

Why are you looking out the window?
Why aren’t you looking at me?

Why are you looking out the window?
Why aren’t you looking at me?

Why are you looking out the window?
Why aren’t you looking at me?

Why are you looking out the window?
Why aren’t you looking at me?

Looking Out the Window

The South Pole Is Empty Tonight (A Krampus Carol)

Tonight’s the night Krampus comes to town.
He’s leaving the South Pole, making his rounds
With a sack full of switches (no toys)
To beat all the bad girls and boys, oh joy!

Oh, the South Pole is empty tonight.
Santa’s list…was double-checked twice.
Krampus knows that you’ve not been that nice.
So the South Pole is empty tonight…

He’s got a scraggly beard, a face that is feared.
That click-clacking above ain’t no kinda deer.
He’s got hands filled with chains and a headful of horns.
Oh, if you’re a bad one: be warned!

‘Cause the South Pole is empty tonight.
Santa’s list…was double-checked twice.
Krampus knows that you’ve not been that nice.
Now the South Pole is empty tonight…

So if you want to stay on the nice list
You better behave and do what you’re told
Or Krampus might pay you a visit
With a switch and a poke and a scold!

Watch out!

Oh, the South Pole is empty tonight.
Santa’s list…was double-checked twice.
Krampus knows that you’ve not been that nice.
So the South Pole is empty tonight…

Yes, the South Pole is empty tonight.
Santa’s list…was double-checked twice.
Krampus knows that you’ve not been that nice.
So the South Pole is empty…
Oh, the South Pole is empty…
Yes, the South Pole is empty tonight…

The South Pole Is Empty Tonight (A Krampus Carol)