October

 October

I wasn’t going to write this song

I had fears of everything wrong

Perhaps the melody wouldn’t be sweet

Or the rhythm would miss a beat

 

You were a tramp in red in September

You whore in orange in October

Hey pumpkin you’re a tasty slice

There lingers a scent of sweet spice

 

Walter was born on Columbus day

My brother walked in a wicked way

He got nice the day before he died

The power of Love can’t be denied

 

You were a tramp in red in September

You whore in orange in October

Hey pumpkin you’re a tasty slice

There lingers a scent of sweet spice

 

Dementia is sweet Sylvia’s disease

On my knees pleading to God please

But the silence leaves me in wonder

Unless there’s voice inside the thunder

 

You were a tramp in red in September

You whore in orange in October

Hey pumpkin you’re a tasty slice

There lingers a scent of sweet spice

 

I’m going back to my poetry I want to change the world

I’m leaving the pornography gonna get me a real girl

Hypocrites are circling like vultures in harvest time

Here comes the October reaper death can do no crime

 

I gently kiss your cheek you’re sleeping

I say with a sigh She’s worth keeping

Fasten the seat belts the road gets bumpy

I’d wake you but you’d become grumpy

 

You were a tramp in red in September

You whore in orange in October

Hey pumpkin you’re a tasty slice

There lingers a scent of sweet spice

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Mirage

Mirage

 

This song is a poor song been singing it my whole life long

I’ve been chasing a dream but somewhere it all went wrong

Visited Vegas looking to win the ultimate score

Woke up drunk after being robbed by some second-string whore

 

Money is a mirage make believe

As you give so shall you receive

Mirages lurk on the distant horizon

You only meet them when you’re dyin’

 

Hear my melody I’m wondering if you could set me free

You see somebody put me in chains and they took the key

I was rocking in Rome trying to visit the Pope at his home

But the priest at the feast declared I was an unknown

 

Religion is a mirage make believe

As you give so shall you receive

Mirages lurk on the distant horizon

You only meet them when you’re dyin’

 

These words are empty words I never found that true love

I searched the valleys low and climbed the mountains above

I once found a doll whom I could call my very best friend

She smiled sweetly and said it completely had to end

 

Love is a mirage make believe

As you give so shall you receive

Mirages lurk on the distant horizon

You only meet them when you’re dyin’

 

I heard Budha proclaim this place was all an illusion

But those orange clad monks drove me to confusion

The Dali Lama stays in the finest of suites

And sits with kings and queens while he eats

 

I wrote my story of glory I’d lay it before you strong

But the publisher gave a rejection citing it was too long

I am a lonesome poet reciting on the corner with a sign

I’ll rhyme for food was my most famous last line

 

Life is a mirage make believe

As you give so shall you receive

Mirages lurk on the distant horizon

You only meet them when you’re dyin’

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Dreams

Dreams

 

I guess I must confess it was Sleeping Beauty                      

Or bright Snow White such a delightful cutie                       

I was young and the big screen cartoons seemed real           

How could they be wrong please tell me what’s the deal?    

 

My dreams never came true how about you?

I was searching for a woman wild and true

Who would love me the whole night through

Dreams are only for the lucky few

 

Carol Gay in her day fought for the working poor

She stood for the union and against the war

Looking fine on the picket line with her sign

At last Carol has passed to meet the divine

 

My dreams never came true how about you?

I was searching for a woman wild and true

Who would love me the whole night through

Dreams are only for the lucky few

 

In the mansion on the hill there’s a huge heating bill

White collared priests in black never do God’s will

Jesus said the right path was narrow and straight

Not in heaven at fifty-seven still forsaking hate

 

My dreams never came true how about you?

I was searching for a woman wild and true

Who would love me the whole night through

Dreams are only for the lucky few

 

They call it the American dream don’t tell the Sioux

If you ain’t on top don’t stop until you get the view

Chasing nothing wake up from the loveless fantasy

We don’t need money honey just come dance with me

 

On the turntable the record sweetly spins

Come take my hand understand nobody wins

Come hear Marvin Gay singing What’s Going On

A crash in a midnight flash and this life’s gone

 

My dreams never came true how about you?

I was searching for a woman wild and true

Who would love me the whole night through

Dreams are only for the lucky few

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Wild

Wild

 

Captain Keith emerged from underneath late in the game                

A fly by night dentist pulled his teeth passing the blame                  

The x-rays these days are fuzzy at best I must confess                     

Besides he who hides in the shade was made to transgress               

 

The wind and the rain will never be reconciled

And the storm of wonder will thunder wild

In vain the rain washes the unborn child

God smiled as the four horses ran wild

 

In Galilee a carpenter was set free early in His youth

His song was strong drenched in the eternal truth

He cast out screaming demons who all knew the deal

I grieve because its so hard to believe that it was real

 

The wind and the rain will never be reconciled

And the storm of wonder will thunder wild

In vain the rain washes the unborn child

God smiled as the four horses ran wild

 

In the Promised Land the Semite fights throwing rocks

Captain Keith curses the New Kids and their old socks

Jesus preaches Sell all that you have and give to the poor

The Christians don’t listen and wage perpetual war

 

The wind and the rain will never be reconciled

And the storm of wonder will thunder wild

In vain the rain washes the unborn child

God smiled as the four horses ran wild

 

On the side without any pride at the topless bar

Jill was a porn star who played the electric guitar

With a little fame she was ahead of the game

She could cry and look God in the eye with no shame

 

Mary Magdalin washed the Lord’s feet with perfume

The religious leaders are rushing to their doom

Judas whispered in Keith’s ear a joke about smoking bones

But it was high flying Brian who formed the Rolling Stones

 

The wind and the rain will never be reconciled

And the storm of wonder will thunder wild

In vain the rain washes the unborn child

God smiled as the four horses ran wild

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