Ballad of a Thin Man

You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, "Who is that man?"
You try so hard
But you don't understand
Just what you'll say
When you get home

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You raise up your head
And you ask, "Is this where it is?"
And somebody points to you and says
"It's his"
And you say, "What's mine?"
And somebody else says, "Where what is?"
And you say, "Oh my God
Am I here all alone?"

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, "How does it feel
To be such a freak?"
And you say, "Impossible"
As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations

You've been with the professors
And they've all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, "Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan"

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word "NOW"
And you say, "For what reason?"
And he says, "How?"
And you say, "What does this mean?"
And he screams back, "You're a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home"

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin' around
You should be made
To wear earphones

Because something is happening here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Four Blocks in the Snow

Disc 1
01. Rock and roll
02. sick again
03. over the hill and far away
04. In my time of dying
05. The song remains the same
06. the rain song
07. Kashmir

Disc 2
01. No quarter
02. Trampled underfoot
03. Moby Dick

Disc 3
01. Dazed and Confused
02. Stairway to heaven
03. Whole lotta love
04. Black dog
05. Heartbreaker

Jesus Fucking Christ.

Merry Christmas

Violence.

I Must Make My Witness

A Viceral Memory Dump

This is a summation of a few things that need addressing. I had a conversation, a beyond mind blowing conversation, with a man in the oil business. He called himself Jack. Our conversation began with talk of the economy. His opinion was that American consumers and culture wanted "wimps" in the places of business. He told me that in all of this "crisis", all of our "troubles" with oil and gasoline, he is doing better than he has ever done before. What does this tell you? Man invents things to keep himself worried. We like to know that we still fuel our man made machines. We talked for a while and after a time Jack excused himself because of matters that needed attending to. He closed with this, and I quote, "Let me tell you something. My daddy was a farmer. I was raised a farmer. He taught me the best lesson I have ever learned. He would say 'Put your head down and push. Quit chasin rabbits and push'. I never forgot that and this culture needs to learn it too." It speaks to the lack of common sense that seems to be abundant right now. This man learned his way. I do not mean to call him a perfect human being, but since when does that ever matter. He is just a man who has made a little something for himself and his family. Why is that so wrong? AND WHY CAN'T MOST PEOPLE UNDERSTAND THAT?!?!?!? Why do they lack what he has? Goddammit. Who knows. Fuck it, right? Turtle always wins the race. Those that can endure, survive, come out ahead in the end. SURVIVAL IS WHAT WE NEED NOW!!! COMMON SENSE SURVIVAL!! bitch, bitch, bitch.

Quit the rabbit chasing indeed.

Reason to Believe

Seen a man standin over a dead dog lyin by the highway in a ditch
He's lookin down kinda puzzled pokin that dog with a stick
Got his car door flung open he's standin out on highway 31
Like if he stood there long enough that dog get up and run
Struck me kinda funny seem kinda funny sir to me
Still at the end of every hard day people find some reason to believe

Now Mary Lou loved Johnny with a love mean and true
She said baby I'll work for you everyday and bring my money home to you
One day he up and left her and ever since that
She waits down at the end of that dirt road for young Johnny to come back
Struck me kinda funny funny yea indeed how at the end of every hard earned day you can find some reason to believe

Take a baby to the river Kyle William they called him
Wash the baby in the water take away little Kyle's sin
In a whitewash shotgun shack an old man passes away take the body to the graveyard and over him they pray Lord won't you tell us,
Tell us what does it mean
At the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe

Congregation gathers down by the riverside
Preacher stands with his bible, groom stands waitin for his bride
Congregation gone and the sun sets behind a weepin willow tree
Groom stands alone and watches the river rush on so effortlessly
Wonderin where can his baby be still at the end of every hard earned day people find some reason to believe

Once in 50 Years

This was the night sky on Monday. The planets are Jupiter and Venus. An event to remember.

Oil!