Pat Mastelotto

I was just now thinking about the Jaws Of Life
how they chew you up and spit you right
back into the frying pan

And how life unwinds around and around
up and down, you think you're fine
but then you're back in the frying pan

And how life unwinds
you think you're fine
but then...

Pain day sky beauty die black joy
love empty day life die pain passion
joy black day hate beauty die life
joy ache empty day pain die love
passion joy black light

And if God is dead what am I,
a fleck of dirt on the wing of a fly
hurtling to earth
through a hole in the sky

And if Warhol's a genius, what am I,
a speck of lint on the penis of an alien
buried in gelatin
beneath the sands of Venus

Time sun hurt trust peace dark rage
sad white rain sun anger hurt soft
trust night rage rain white hope dark
sacred sun time trust hurt rage anger
rain white light

And if a bird can speak, who once was a dinosaur,
and a dog can dream; should it be implausible
that a man might supervise
the construction of light
the construction of light

Pain day sky beauty black die joy
love empty time sun hurt trust peace
dark rage sad white rain hate anger
hope sacred passion life night ache soft
light

Pain day sky beauty die black joy
Love empty day life die pain passion
Joy black day hate beauty die life
Joy ache empty day pain die love
Passion joy black light

And if God is dead, what am I
A fleck of dirt on the wing of a fly
Hurtling to earth
Through a hole in the sky
A hole in the sky

And if Warhol's a genius, what am I
A speck of lint on the penis of an alien
Buried in gelatin
Beneath the sands of Venus

Time sun hurt trust peace dark rage
Sad white rain sun anger hurt soft
Trust night rage rain white hope dark
Sacred sun time trust hurt rage anger
Rain white light

And if a bird can speak, who once was a dinosaur
And a dog can dream; should it be implausible
That a man might supervise
The construction of light
The construction of light

Pain day sky beauty black die joy
Love empty time sun hurt trust peace
Dark rage sad white rain hate anger
Hope sacred passion life night ache soft
Light

Well, I woke up this morning in a cloud of despair
I ran my hand across my head,
pulled out a pile or worried hair
I went to my physician who was buried in his thoughts
he said, "Son, you've been reading
too much Elephant Talk"

He said, "The thing about depression is,
well you just can't let it get you down,
you have to see the world for what it is:
a circus full of freaks and clowns
and you'll never please everybody,
it's a well established fact",
he said, "I recommend a fifth of Jack
and a bottle of Prozac"

What can you give a man who has everything
can you give him back his edge,
can you make him want to sing?
No, you can only take from him,
and there's nothing he can do
I've got the driving me to drink and eat
a bottle of Prozac blues

Well, I woke up this morning and I shaved of my head
by the time I realized what I had done I was already dead
I went to see the gatekeeper standing by Heaven's door
he said, "I hope you brought a good supply of... you know"

Sex sleep eat drink dream
Primal tribal aplle egg vegetable eel
I have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel

Private velvet animal oldsmobile mind
I'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time

Private velvet animal empty t.v.



They're fishing in the kitchen
But they haven't caught up to me

Primal tribal chemical digital night
I've got to get dressed to go out of my mind

Sex sleep eat drink dream

Rome now comes to sit
in her garden
mingling the breeze with memories
of a time when
there was a room in pale yellow hues
her room with a view
where love made a bed of happiness
in muslin and lace
sweet is the voice from far away
that speaks sotto voce and
is lingering there in the golden air
to quiet the day.

Hat bandana Graham cracker jackhammer in
a nail file suit your self-serviceman
the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum
autographed pictures of Shakespeare fishing
gear head phone Madison Square garden hose
the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum

Get set get wet get fat get fit get a life
get it on get it up get it off of me
the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum
get sacked get the facts get a load of this
get pissed get real get over it get it over with
the world's my oyster soup bowling ball of wax museum

Cannibal dog house plan B happy
as a lark's tongue in cheekbone china doll
the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum
don't ask Y2 cake and eat it too
nothing lasts for evergreen thumbscrew
the world's my oyster soup kitchen door frame by frame

Get back slapback backtalk halfback back track talkback
back to back I'll be back to get you back
the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum
get bumped get pumped get dumped get the funk
get sick get fixed get jiggy with it
the world's my oyster souffle mignon

Get set get wet get fat get fit
get along little doggiem get it off of me
oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum
get sacked get the facts get a load of this
the world's my oyster soup kitchen floor wax museum

one eye goes laughing,
one eye goes crying
through the trials and trying of one life
one hand is tied,
one step gets behind
in one breath we're dying

i've been waiting for the sun to come up
waiting for the showers to stop
waiting for the penny to drop
one time
and i've been standing in a cloud of plans
standing on the shifting sands
hoping for an open hand
one time

people fly people flee
people clam and say "it wasn't me"
people fish people beef
people arm to teeth
yes, you've got people on the tube
walking on the moon
people at the bottom of the sea
people in tombs
people in igloos
even a tribe of pygmies

people are the main spring
turning the world around
people, they're the main spring
spinning this world upside down

people sun people toast
people tire shile other people smoke
people bowl people rock
people pay to see two people box

watch me face me
dress me baby me
phone me wire me
house me bug me fire me

people are the main spring
spinning the world around
people, they're the main spring
turning this world inside out

autumn has come to rest
in her garden
come to paint the trees with emptiness
and no pardon
so many things have come undone
like the leaves on the ground
and suddenly she begins to cry
but she doesn't know why
heavy are the words that fall through the air
to burden her shoulders
caught up in the trees
her soliloguy,
"don't leave me alone"

close your eyes and look at me
i'll be standing by your side
in between the deep blue sea
and the sheltering sky
if we find no words to say
to the rhythm of the waves
then we'll both surrender there
walking on air

and the worries of the day lie down
under cover of the fading clouds
the secrets of the night
come alive in your eyes
you don't have to hurry
you don't have to try
cause you don't have a care
you're walking on air

long ago and far away in a different age
when i was a dumb young guy
fossilized photos of my life then
illustrate what an easy prey i must have been
standing in the sun, idiot savant
something like a monument
i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones

ignorance has alway been something i excel in
followed by naivete and pride
doesn't take a scientist to see how
any clever predator could have a piece of me
standing in the sun, idiot savant
something like a monument
i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones

when i look back on the past
it's a wonder i'm not yet extinct
all the mistakes and bad judgements i made
nearly pushed me to the brink
it doesn't pay to be too nice
it's the one thing i have learned
still, i made my fossil bed
now i toss and turn

i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones

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