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[Unsomnambulist]

talking to my wife again, are you?

Yeah, you wouldn't believe some of the smart things she says.

 

[axolotl]

Got this feeling
That today doesn't like me
Or the air tastes like
Flowers and paint
There's a sink full
Of bottles and cutlery
And the car
Has got a list of complaints

I just wish I
Were a toothbrush
Or a solder gun
Make me something
Somebody can use

We can wish on
The pop of a lightbulb
Or those photos
Lying yellow and curled
Loose in boxes
Near abandoned electronics
In the corners of the basements
Of the world

Guess our wishes
Don't do dishes
Or brake repairs
Make them something
Somebody could use

Got a face full
Of ominous weather
Smirking smile
Of a high pressure ridge
Got more faults than
The state of California
And the heart is a badly built bridge

Seems the most I
Have to offer
Doesn't offer much
Make it something
Somebody could use
Make this
Something somebody
Could use

 

[Nickyboy]

Yeah, you wouldn't believe some of the smart things she says.

I should start a thread about that.

 

[Unsomnambulist]

You can be true, you can be false
You'll be given the same reward
Socrates and Milhous Nixon
Both went the same way through the kitchen

 

[Nickyboy]

You can be true, you can be false
You'll be given the same reward
Socrates and Milhous Nixon
Both went the same way through the kitchen

So did Robert Kennedy.

 

[axolotl]

I should start a thread about that.

You should. She's as sharp as a tack, you know.

 

[Nickyboy]

It's so very lonely,
You're 600 light-years from home.

 

[Unsomnambulist]

I patted her revolting little chihuahua,
But still she just didn't want to.

 

[Nickyboy]

I patted her revolting little chihuahua,
But still she just didn't want to.

Calm down, Donald.

 

[Ojai Sam]

Trinidad!
And the big Mississippi
and the town Honolulu
and the lake Titicaca,
the Popocatepetl is not in Canada,
rather in Mexico, Mexico, Mexico!
Canada, Málaga, Rimini, Brindisi
Canada, Málaga, Rimini, Brindisi
Yes, Tibet, Tibet, Tibet, Tibet,
Nagasaki! Yokohama!
Nagasaki! Yokohama!

-Ernst Toch, "Geographical Fugue"

 

[Ojai Sam]

A horse is a horse of course of course
And no one can talk to a horse of course.
That is of course unless the horse
Is the famous Mister Ed!

-Jay Livingston and Ray Evans

Mr. and Mrs. Ed

 

[Ojai Sam]

If you ain't wrong, you're right.
If it ain't day, it's night.
If you ain't sure, you might.
Gotta be this or that.

If it ain't dry, it's wet.
If you ain't got, you get.
If it ain't gross, it's net.
Gotta be this or that.

-Sonny Skylar

 

[Nickyboy]

Blue velvet America
Half glimpsed in the headlights between the trees
Who punctured the beauty
And invited monsters such as these
The pig faced boy, the corrupted clown
The grotesque figure who never comes into town
Something broken, something stained
Something waiting for the worms to claim
And you can never go there again
Except in nightmares
The voyeur who dares not come near
Knows excitement is merely the beginning of fear
My shadow came this morning
And left some candy in my shoe
They're always watching me
Watching the things I do
Cindy of a thousand lives
Cindy of the Stepford Wives
I've looked at all the photographs
But Cindy, which one of them was you?

 

[Ojai Sam]

Work your fingers to the bone - what do you get?
Boney Fingers - Boney Fingers.

- Hoyt Axton

 

[Ojai Sam]

I'm not a-sayin' my baby's a saint, 'cause he ain't.
And that he won't cat around with a kitty.
But I'm here to tell you gal to lay off my man
If you don't wanna go to fist city.

- Loretta Lynn

 

[Unsomnambulist]

this was the only kindness
it was accidental, too

 

[Nickyboy]

this was the only kindness
it was accidental, too

are you positively absolutely?

 

[Unsomnambulist]

are you positively absolutely?

I don't know, ask a Millennial who Lauren Bacall was.

 

[Old Uncle Toe]

Have a little faith there's magic in the night,
You ain't a beauty but hey, you're alri-ight

 

[Ojai Sam]

Well, I don't want to be a rich man mama, I don't want to cry
Well, I don't want to be a poor man mama, I don't want to fly
Well, I don't want to be a lawyer mama, I don't want to lie
Well, I don't want to be a soldier mama, I don't want to die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, hey

- John Lennon