...When I'm Talking in My Sleep...
If I ever die, wherever I go, I want a special room
with lots of sun, just for writing lyrics.
Somewhere in a file cabinet
Built from perfect crystal bones
Of those who didn’t understand
Are beautiful rows
Of tiny shining cards
W/ all my prayers on them
The filing clerks are billionaires
Sexually gratified
Lounging around and laughing
In the best shape of their lives
Filling beautiful rows
Of tiny shining cards
W/ all my prayers on them
Everybody smiles all the time
Drinking all the tiny tears tiny babies cry
Overjoyed irony has finally died
Between beautiful rows
Of tiny shining cards
W/ all my prayers on them
The Tantric Scrimshaw Lyric Book
Originally conceived to be released with the TWE : TS compact disc, this lyric book was never published. Here it is, in order, in its entirety.
Click on the images to enlarge. Play the record and read along!
Click on the images to enlarge. Play the record and read along!
Lyrics to Agents of Venus: Boduvt
I've published
all the lyrics
on the
AoV Blog.
Read up, kids!
Knowledge is Power!
Lyrics are musical spells!
Poetry is Rad!
Even rock and roll poetry....
