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Too seldom sanguine,
Always crying over closed doors
You should feel like you should,
You should feel like you should adapt well with a wistful heart
I could never take it, but I'll give you your breath back
Infants and whales still have the holes there, never proving to be born on time
You keep your eyes to the light between finger and thumb
And the sky just laughs as I stare at the grass,
The sun, the green, I want the snow years ago
I'll say it about routine
I can't wait, I can't wait
I want the genes
I want the era before me
I want ideas as imprints
I want the future, I want the future
I want your mistakes, what we were,
What I was, what I'll be, what we'll see
Hunters only stop to see the scenery when they've caught up,
Watching what we have in common that makes us the men some love
I'm not telling you who the rhythm is from,
Something to look forward to 'while I'm young'
One day at a time, I'll never say anything when no one is looking
I'll be so old, finally seeing
Picking right days as they come
Learning days said like this
As purses and sheaths
 
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I was getting lost in your quicksand
Looking around for your hand
When I noticed falling where I once stood
If I was blind you were heartless
I feel for you in the darkness
Where I once was standing
Where I once was standing, standing
 
I was a fool who lost his herd
I'm just a child who can't keep his word
I was a fool who lost his herd
I'm just a child who can't keep his word
Word
 
From your mouth you were foaming
Don't wake me up in the morning
All I heard was silence
All i heard was silence
Silence
 
I was a fool who lost his herd
I'm just a child who can't keep his word
I was a fool who lost his herd
I'm just a child who can't keep his word
I was a fool who lost his herd
I'm just a child who can't keep his word
I was a fool who lost his herd
I'm just a child who can't keep his word
Word, keep his word, word
 
All I heard was silence
All I heard was silence
All I heard was silence
Oh
 
I was a fool who lost his herd
I'm just a child who can't keep his word
I was a fool who lost his herd
I'm just a child who can't keep his silence
 

Kitty Girl

In the dis-
In the dis-
In the dis-
In the dis-
In the dis-
In the dis-
In the dis-
In the dis-
Help me
Hey hey hey hey

Hey kitty girl
It's your world
When you walk the street
Steppin' to the beat
Hey kitty girl
Get your twirl
In the disco heat
You're the boogie-body-rockin' queen

Gone tomorrow
But you're here for today
Cat-walkin'
Like the world is your run-run-runway
People say that when the dog is away
Kitty cats are gonna come out and play

Hey kitty girl
It's your world
When you walk the street
Steppin' to the beat
Hey kitty girl
Get your twirl
In the disco heat
You're the boogie-body-rockin' queen

Boogie-body-rockin' queen
B-boogie-body-rockin' queen
Boogie-body-rockin' queen
B-b-boogie-body-rockin' queen
Boog-boog- boogie-body-rockin' queen
Boogie-body-rockin' queen
Boog-boog- boogie-body-rockin' queen

Nine lives ain't as long as it sounds
No time for pussy-footin' around-round-round
Bad kitty, good pussy, meow
Tell papa 'hey yo' cat has been found'

Hey kitty girl
It's your world
When you walk the street
Steppin' to the beat
Hey kitty girl
Get your twirl
In the disco heat
You're the boogie-body-rockin' queen

Hey hey hey
Kitty kitty
Hey ki-kitty kitty
Hey kitty kitty
Hey oh oh oh
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Hey kitty kitty
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Fatal curiosity
Feeling feline energy
Looking back at history
You'll always land on your feet

Hey kitty girl
It's your world
When you walk the street
Steppin' to the beat
Hey kitty girl
Get your twirl
In the disco heat
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B-boogie-body-rockin' queen
Boogie-body-rockin' queen
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Boogie-body-rockin' queen
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Kitty kitty
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Hey oh oh oh
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Shooby dooby dooby do da day
Shooby dooby dooby do da day
Hey Hey
Shooby dooby dooby do da day
Shooby dooby dooby do da day
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Nothing

Monday, nothing
Tuesday, nothing
Wednesday and Thursday nothing
Friday, for a change
a little more nothing
Saturday once more nothing
Sunday nothing
Monday nothing
Tuesday and Wednesday nothing
Thursday, for a change
a little more nothing
Friday once more nothing
Montik gornisht,
Dinstik Gornisht
Midwoch an Donnerstik gornisht
Fritik, far a noveneh gornisht pikveleh
Shabas nach a mool gornisht
Lunes nada
Martes nada
Miercoles y Jueves nada
Viernes, por cambia
un poco mas nada
Sabado otra vez nada
January nothing
February nothing
March and April nothing
May and June
a lot more nothing
July nothing
'29 nothing
'32 nothing
'39, '45 nothing
1965 a whole lot of nothing
1966 nothing
reading nothing
writing nothing
even arithmetic nothing
geography, philosophy, history, nothing
social anthropology a lot of nothing
oh, Village Voice nothing
New Yorker nothing
Sing Out and Folkways nothing
Harry Smith and Allen Ginsberg
nothing, nothing, nothing
poetry nothing
music nothing
painting and dancing nothing
The world's great books
a great set of nothing
Audy and Foudy nothing
fucking nothing
sucking nothing
flesh and sex nothing
Church and Times Square
all a lot of nothing
nothing, nothing, nothing
Stevenson nothing
Humphrey nothing
Averell Harriman nothing
John Stuart Mill nil, nil
Franklin Delano nothing
Karlos Marx nothing
Engels nothing
Bakunin and Kropotkin nothing
Leon Trotsky lots of nothing
Stalin less than nothing
nothing nothing nothing nothing
lots and lots of nothing
nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing
lots of it
nothing!
Not a God damn thing
 

A day in the life of Bonnie and Clyde

It was the 10th day of August
Way back in '33
I roller-skated around in the town where I lived
Who did I happen to see?
Well, I was close to the bank
When the battered old Lincoln pulled alongside
And you'll never believe who got out of that car
It was Bonnie and Clyde
 
She looked as sweet as a primrose
With hair the color of sand
And then I noticed the blue sealed cold automatic
She held in each hand
When I saw the big of a barrel shotgun
He held at his side
Then I knew that our bank was in for a visit
From Bonnie and Clyde
 
And while they were in there
The birds didn't sing and the wind didn't blow
And the world kinda held its breath
And I could just picture
The folks in the bank with their hands in the air
Awful trembly and scared to death
 
And then the bank door flew open
And Clyde and Bonnie backed down
And they were giggling and laughing
As happy as kids
Of that there wasn't a dough
 
As she got in the car, she looked down at me
What do you think?
She gave me a grin, blew me a kiss
Winked me a wink
And then they drove away
 
They shot 'em dead in a meadow
They laid there side by side
And lots of people for hundreds of miles around
Were glad to hear that they died
But I know somewhere, there was a pair
Of women who cried
 
Yes, the broken hearted mothers
Of poor Bonnie and Clyde
The broken hearted mothers
Of Bonnie and Clyde...