I Am Jesus

I Am Jesus

 

I’m a two bit punk

Who’s hooked on junk

I’m a pregnant mother

With no lovin’ father

I’m a homeless man

Dirty as a garbage can

I am Jesus, I am Jesus

I’m God Allmighty

Bow down and worship me

O okay

Right now today

 

I’m a man on death row

I’m a preacher on a t.v. show

I’m the sperm conceived

I’m the man who believed

I’m the president of France

I’m a girl at a dance

I am Jesus, I am Jesus

I’m God Allmighty

Bow down and worship me

O okay

Right now today

 

I’m a rock and roll star

I’m the guy who went too far

I’m ugly I’m handsome

I’m Charlie Manson

I’m the pope

I’m the fellow hooked on dope

I dance in a strip tease

I’m a fag with AIDS disease

I am Jesus, I am Jesus

I’m God Allmighty

Bow down and worship me

O okay

Right now today

 

I’m a child

I’m a little wild

I’m a queer

I’m a drunkard on beer

I’m a stud

I’m a virgin

I’m a commie

I’m a nazi

I am Jesus, I am Jesus

I’m God Allmighty

Bow down and worship me

O okay

Right now today 

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Calvary

Calvary

 

Time is a ripple of the deep abyss

Jesus friendless was betrayed by a kiss

The rhythm of the hammer keeping time

Was there ever more a horrific crime?

Lamb of God slain between two wicked thieves

Still mankind refuses no one believes

I vividly call giving the ghost

I was there till the end that is my boast

The Christ rose went on to prominent fame

And I returned to my whimsical game

Searching for truth in a world with no right

Looking for glory in an endless night

Snapping my fingers keeping up the beat

Abandoning melody is defeat

How many times did I want to surrender?

But I have faith I’m not a pretender

How it felt to feel them puncture my hands

A lesson in humility demands

An answer for the deepest of questions

But there is a truth no one mentions

It was all planned long before creation

With much forethought and deep meditation

Kiss me lover for fleeting changes come

And I must bring to Earth our God’s kingdom

Debate these words argue so profusely

Love me intensely but hold on loosely

Or you too may find yourself crucified

A reality not to be denied

Like a banjo string constantly humming

Banging, banging, cruel carpenter’s drumming

There would never have been a Cavalry

If sin’s evil was not authority

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Summer

 Summer

 

Spring will bring everything

Insects hum while birds sing

Flowers blossom in power

Forever is but a brief hour

Thunderstorms crash with lightning flash

Green is seen everywhere and in between

Love is on the scene

The glory of the story lies before me

Days stretch long

Making love is never wrong

In the depths of the forest I belong

Vibrant and strong

Kiss me with gentle lips

Hold me as time slips

Sunshine divine

Happy you are mine

Rock stars playing in cheap bars

Half price on secondhand guitars

Riddles pushed away

We’ll pay the piper another day

So wise in our foolishness

Mainlining pleasure seeking more of this

Writing poems that rhyme

In the eternity of time

The second hand of the clock ticking

You and me sticking

Closer than twins

With sweet sickly somber grins

Understand high hand wins

A double measure of pleasure to recall

And suddenly fall

While all of you and me

Are but a fond memory

And so in the subconscious you slumber

In infinite summer 

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Oliver’s Madness

 Oliver’s Madness

 

The ghost of Pele rages in my soccer sneakers

The twin spirit of Jimi Hendrix plays on my speakers

I got eight tracks of Jim Morrison covering Lead Belly blues

I’m wearing slippers matching Dorothy’s ruby red shoes

 

Oliver is running on a twisty road

Endless bombing hear misery explode

Oliver Oliver this doesn’t make any sense

I’d trade the universe for some shiny six pence

 

I got a degree from dorm sixty-two Graystone U

Rain on the brain will make you insane from my point of view

In the dungeons of Grayhawk I met a greedy grubby troll

If I had a fist full of gold dollars I’d buy your soul

 

Oliver is running on a twisty road

Endless bombing hear misery explode

Oliver Oliver this doesn’t make any sense

I’d trade the universe for some shiny six pence

 

The books of psychiatric diagnoses are long

If you read the endless pages you’ll see the shrinks think wrong

The Thorazine shuffle at the zombie dance we’ll all rebel

You’ll get a piece of heaven when you give them burning hell

 

Oliver is running on a twisty road

Endless bombing hear misery explode

Oliver Oliver this doesn’t make any sense

I’d trade the universe for some shiny six pence

 

Oliver tell me what went wrong?

Oliver this is your special song

Oliver twist it’s a new dance

Oliver Twist here’s your last chance

 

Rich and poor endless war Babylon is soon to fall

Far from Gog and Magog I hear the screamin’ demons call

When you hear these words remember everything that could went wrong

But it ain’t about John he’s gone this is Oliver’s song

 

Oliver is running on a twisty road

Endless bombing hear misery explode

Oliver Oliver this doesn’t make any sense

I’d trade the universe for some shiny six pence

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My Wobbly Girl

My Wobbly Girl

 

My Wobbly Girl is a fine looking lass

A pretty pearl see her shine working class

My Wobbly Girl is a very good find

And her best feature is her Wobbly mind

 

My Wobbly Girl I love you

My Wobbly Girl my heart is true

We never sing the blues

Cause we always pay our dues

My Wobbly Girl I love you

 

My Wobbly Girl please promise never to part

You’ve built a tunnel deep into my heart

My Wobbly Girl workers built everything

Even the gold crown on the head of the king

 

My Wobbly Girl I love you

My Wobbly Girl my heart is true

We never sing the blues

Cause we always pay our dues

My Wobbly Girl I love you

 

My Wobbly Girl the whole world is ours to share

My Wobbly Girl your love always pays fair

My Wobbly Girl you have courage so brave

You’ll fight with all your might to free the wage slave

 

My Wobbly Girl I love you

My Wobbly Girl my heart is true

We never sing the blues

Cause we always pay our dues

My Wobbly Girl I love you

 

My Wobbly Girl I want you to be my wife

My Wobbly Girl I offer you all my life

I promise never to treat you less than me

My Wobbly Girl we’ll have a Wobbly family

 

My Wobbly Girl I love you

My Wobbly Girl my heart is true

We never sing the blues

Cause we always pay our dues

My Wobbly Girl I love you  

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Guard Dragons In My Garden

 Guard Dragons In My Garden

 

Guard Dragons in my garden

I beg your pardon?

What are you growing that you need,

Guard Dragons in your garden

A whole host of weed?

Or perhaps something stranger indeed?

Maybe because

Despite the appropriate laws

In that fenced in acre and a half

Behind your home

You have the rarest gnome

The one that can always make you laugh

You know the tiny imp colored green

The one wearing shades at every scene

Whether twilight or midnight

And pray tell what do your dragons eat?

Delicious licorice?

Or perhaps something more sinisterly sweet?

Lake a damsel in distress

Wearing a pink cotton candy dress

Oh I can guess

Why there are Guard Dragons in your garden

In the morning I hear them roar

In the evening I hear them snore

To them life must be one great bore

For all the champions of the sword

Have joined together in one accord

To flagrantly ignore

Your Guard Dragons in the garden

These knights their hearts did harden

And they have forsaken all nobility

And chivalry

And function simply as roughnecks

Having lost all the ladies respect

Except those seeking a cheap thrill

But alas such a lass

Always will

Sell out cheap and lose no sleep

But my mind ponders and wonders

What happened to the heroes of the downtrodden?

 Despite being highly paid

They are all afraid

Of Guard Dragons in the garden 

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Where Is The Parking?

Where Is The Parking?

 

I couldn’t catch the subway train

Eyes electric lady land vain

I didn’t even have any friends

Besides my Porsche and Mercedes Benz

So I hustled off to Alamo

And snorted a gram of blow

But the CIA was in a little worry

As they fled the scene in diabolical hurry

I saw a spot but it was awful tight

To fit in, to fit in, well I just might

Of course, I didn’t want to scratch the paint

If I did, I’d yell a spell and then faint

There was dog dodo on the ground

My heart in angst began to pound

I pressed the metal to the pedal in backwards cliché

And fled to what was a better day

Yuppies are a thing of the past

And police cruisers ride mighty fast

Chief Columbo is a confidant

Pray tell what more could you want

Another parking deck?

A dismal gigantic metallic wreck

Where is the parking snorted the whore?

What does it matter if there’s nuclear war? 

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