Easter. Patti Smith.

1. Till victory.

Raise the sky, we got to fly over the land, over the sea, fate unwinds and if we die, souls arise, god do not seize me please, till victory.

Take arms, take aim, be without shame, no one to bow to, to vow to, to blame. Legions of light, virtuous flight, ignite, excite, and you will see us coming, v formation, through the sky, film survives, eyes cry.

On the hill, hear us call through a realm of sound, oh, down and down, down and round, oh, down and round. Round and round, oh, round and round.

Rend the veil and we shall sail, the nail, the grail, that's all behind thee. In deed, in creed, the curve of our speed, and we believe that we will raise the sky, we got to fly over the land, over the sea, fate unwinds and if we die, souls arise, god do not seize me please, till victory, victory, till victory…


2. Space monkey.

Blood on the TV, ten o'clock news, souls are invaded, heart in a groove, beatin' and beatin' so outta time, what's the mad matter with the church chimes? Here comes a stranger up on Ninth Avenue leanin' green tower, indiscreet view, over the cloud, over the bridge, sensitive muscle, sensitive ridge of my space monkey, sign of the time time, space monkey, so outta line line, space monkey, sort of divine, and he's mine, mine, all mine.

Pierre Clementi, snot full o' cocaine, the sexual streets, why it's all so insane, humans are running, lavender room, hoverin' liquid, move over moon for my space monkey, sign of the time time, space monkey, sort of divine vine, space monkey, so out of line and he's mine, mine, oh he's mine.

A stranger comes up to him; hands him an old, rusty Polaroid. It starts crumbling in his hands, he says, oh man, I don't get the picture, this is no picture, this is just, this just a, this just a, this is my jack knife, this is my jack knife, this is my jack knife, this is my jack.

Rude excavation, landin' site, boy hesitatin', jack knife, he rips his leg open, so out of time, blood and light runnin', it's all like a dream. Light of my life, he's dressed in flame, it's all so predestined, it's all such a game for my space monkey, sign of the time time, space monkey, sort of divine vine, space monkey, so out of line and it's all just space, just space.

There he is, up in a tree, oh, I hear him callin' down to me, that banana shaped object ain't no banana, it's a bright, yellow U.F.O. and he's coming to get me, here I go. Up, up, up, up, up, up, up ,up, up, oh, goodbye mama, I'll never do dishes again. Here I go from my body, ha, ha...


3. Because the night.

Take me now baby here as I am, pull me close, try and understand, desire is hunger, is the fire I breathe, love is a banquet on which we feed. Come on now, try and understand the way I feel when I'm in your hands, take my hand come undercover, they can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now. Because the night belongs to lovers, because the night belongs to lust, because the night belongs to lovers, because the night belongs to us.

Have I doubt when I'm alone, love is a ring, the telephone, love is an angel disguised as lust, here in our bed until the morning comes. Come on now, try and understand the way I feel under your command, take my hand as the sun descends, they can't touch you now, can't touch you now, can't touch you now. Because the night belongs to lovers, because the night belongs to lust, because the night belongs to lovers, because the night belongs to us.

With love we sleep, with doubt the vicious circle turn and burns, without you I cannot live, forgive, the yearning burning, I believe it's time, too real to feel. So touch me now, touch me now, touch me now. Because the night belongs to lovers, because the night belongs to lust, because the night belongs to lovers, because the night belongs to us.

Because tonight, there are two lovers, if we believe in the night we trust, because tonight, there are two lovers, because the night belongs to lust, because the night belongs to lovers, because the night belongs to us…


4. Ghost dance.

We shall live again, we shall live, What is it children that falls from the sky? Tayi, taya, tayi, aye aye. Mannah from heaven from the most high, food from the father, tayi, taye aye. We shall live again, we shall live again, we shall live again, shake out the ghost dance.

Peace to your brother, give and take peace, tayi, taya, it leaves two feet, one foot extended, snake to the ground, wave up the earth, one turn around. We shall live again, we shall live again, we shall live again, shake out the ghost dance.

Stretch out your arms now tip and swing, rude up thy bird, tayi, tayi. Threw out your shoe over the soil, dust off the words that shaped from the tale. We shall live again, we shall live again, we shall live again, shake out the ghost dance.

Here we are, father, Lord, holy ghost, bread of your bread, ghost of your host, we are the tears that fall from your eyes, word of your word, cry of your cry. We shall live again, we shall live again, we shall live again.

What is it, father, in your eye, what is this wisdom, eyes of God, that makes me feel just what I need. You used to fly me the way to speed, what is it, father, holy that night? What is it, father, that moves to the right? What is it, father, that is waiting in heaven? What is it, father, that shapes from your hand? What is it, father, that makes me spin around? What is it, father? That brings me down, what is it, father? You can't tell what I like, what is it, father? I just ride into space, what is it, father? I can tell you one night, what is it, father? I can tell what I like, what is it, father? Are you into shape, what is it, father? Are you calling today, what is it, father?


5. Babelogue.

I haven't fucked much with the past, but I've fucked plenty with the future, over the skin of silk are scars from the splinters of stations and walls I've caressed. A stage is like each bolt of wood, like a log of Helen, is my pleasure, I would measure the success of a night by the way, by the way, by the amount of piss and seed I could exude over the columns that nestled the P.A., some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping off with a skirt of green net sewed over with flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed.

The lights were violet and white, I had an ornamental veil, but I couldn't bear to use it, when my hair was cropped, I craved covering, but now my hair itself is a veil, and the scalp inside is a scalp of a crazy and sleepy Comanche, lies beneath this netting of the skin. I wake up, I am lying peacefully I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun. I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me.

In heart I am a Moslem; in heart I am an American, in heart I am Moslem, in heart I'm an American artist, and I have no guilt. I seek pleasure, I seek the nerves under your skin, the narrow archway; the layers; the scroll of ancient lettuce, we worship the flaw, the belly, the belly, the mole on the belly of an exquisite whore, he spared the child and spoiled the rod. I have not sold myself to God.


6. Rock 'n' roll nigger.

Baby was a black sheep, baby was a whore, baby got big and baby get bigger, baby get something, baby get more, baby, baby, baby was a rock and roll nigger. Oh, look around you, all around you, riding on a copper wave, do you like the world around you? Are you ready to behave? Outside of society, they're waitin' for me, outside of society, that's where I want to be.

Baby was a black sheep, baby was a whore, you know she got big, well, she's gonna get bigger, baby got a hand, got a finger on the trigger, baby, baby, baby is a rock and roll nigger. Outside of society, that's where I want to be, outside of society, they're waitin' for me.

Those who have suffered, understand suffering, and thereby extend their hand the storm that brings harm, also makes fertile blessed is the grass and herb and the true thorn and light. I was lost in a valley of pleasure, I was lost in the infinite sea, I was lost, and measure for measure, love spewed from the heart of me. I was lost, and the cost, and the cost didn't matter to me. I was lost, and the cost was to be outside society.

Jimi Hendrix was a nigger, Jesus Christ and grandma, too. Jackson Pollock was a nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger. Outside of society, they're waitin' for me, outside of society, if you're looking, that's where you'll find me. Outside of society, they're waitin' for me, outside of society.


7. Privilege (set me free).

I see it all before me, the days of love and torment, the nights of rock and roll, I see it all before me. Sometimes my spirit's empty, don't have the will to go on, I wish someone would send me energy. Give me something, give me something to give, oh, God, give me something, a reason to live. My body is aching, don't want sympathy, come on, come and love me, come on, set me free, set me free.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want, he make me to lies down in green pastures, he leads me beside the still waters, he restores my soul, he leads me through the path of righteousness for His name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Thou art with me.

Hey, Lord, I'm waitin' for you, oh, God, I'm waitin' for you, waitin' to open your ninety eight wounds and be Thee, be Thee. Lead me, oh, lead me, leave me something, leave me something to live, oh, God, give me something, a reason to live. I don't want no handout, no, not sympathy, come on, come and love me, come on, set me free, set me free. Come on, set me free, set me free. Oh, I'm so young, so goddamn young, oh, I'm so young, so goddamn young, oh, I'm so young, so goddamn, set me free.

In the presence of my enemies, Thou anointest my head with oil, my cup runs over, surely, goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever, ah, damn, goddamn, goddamn, goddamn. Here I am.


8. We three.

Every Sunday I will go down to the bar and leave him the guitar. You say you want me, I want another, say you dream of me, dream of your brother. Oh, the stars shine so suspiciously for we three.

You said when you were with me that nothing made you high, we drank all night together and you began to cry so recklessly, baby, please, don't take my hope away from me.

You say you want me, I want another, baby, you say you wish for me, wish for your brother. Oh, the dice roll so deceptively for we three.

It was just another Saturday and everything was in the key of A and I lit a cigarette for your brother, and he turned and heard me say so desperately, baby, please, don't take my hope away from me.

You say you want me, I want another, you say you pray for me, pray for your brother. Oh, the way that I see him is the way I see myself, so please stand back now and let time tell you.

Oh, can't you see that time is the key that will unlock the destiny of we three? Every night on separate stars, before we go to sleep, we pray so breathlessly, baby, please, don't take my hope away from me.


9. 25th floor.

We explore the men's room, we don't give a shit, ladies' lost electricity, take vows inside of it. Desire to dance, too startled to try, wrap my legs 'round you, starting to fly, let's explore up there, up there, up there, on the twenty-fifth floor.

Circle all around me, coming for the kill, kill, kill, oh kill me baby, like a kamikaze heading for a spill, oh but it's all spilt milk to me. Desire to dance, too startled to try, wrap my legs 'round you, starting to fly, let's soar
up there, up there, up there, on the twenty fifth floor.

We do not eat flower of creation, we do not eat, eat anything at all. Love is, love was, love is a manifestation, I'm waiting for a contact to call. Love's war, love's cruel, love's pretty, love's pretty cruel tonight. I'm waiting here to refuel, I'm gonna make contact tonight. Love in my heart, the night to exploit, twenty five stories over Detroit, and there's more up there, up there, up there.

Stoned in space, Zeus, Christ, it has always been rock and so it is and so it shall be. Within the context of neo rock we must open up our eyes and seize and rend the veil of smoke which man calls order. Pollution is a necessary result of the inability of man to reform and transform waste, the transformation of waste, the transformation of waste, the transformation of waste, the transformation of waste is perhaps the oldest preoccupation of man.

Man being the chosen alloy, he must be reconnected via shit, at all cost, inherent within us is the dream of the task of the alchemist to create from the clay of man, and to recreate from excretion of man pure and then soft and then solid gold. All must not be art, some art we must disintegrate, positive.


10. High on rebellion.

What I feel when I’m playing guitar is completely cold and crazy, like I don't owe nobody nothing and it's just a test, just to see how far I can relax into the cold wave of a note. When everything hits just right, just and right, the note of nobility can go on forever.

I never tire of the solitary E and I trust my guitar and I don't care about anything, sometimes I feel like I’ve broken through and I’m free and I could dig into eternity, into eternity riding the wave and realm of the E.

Sometimes it's useless, here I am, struggling and filled with dread, afraid that I'll never squeeze enough graphite from my damaged cranium to inspire or asphyxiate any eyes, grazing like hungry cows across the stage or page, inside of me I’m crazy, I’m just crazy, inside I must continue.

I see her, my stiff muse, jutting around round round round like a broken speeding statue, the colonial year is dead and the Greeks too are finished. The face of Alexander remains not only solely due to sculpture but through the power and foresight and magnetism of Alexander himself. The artist must maintain his swagger, he must, he must, he must be intoxicated by ritual as well as result, look at me I am laughing, I am laughing, I am lapping cocaine from the hard brown palm of the bouncer.

And I trust my guitar, therefore we black out together, therefore I would run through scum and scum is just ahead, ah we see it, but we just laugh, we're ascending through the hollow mountain, we are peeking, we are laughing, we are kneeling, we are laughing, we are radiating at last. This rebellion is just a gas, our gas, a gas that we pass.


11. Easter.

Easter Sunday, we were walking, Easter Sunday, we were talking. Isabel, my little one, take my hand, time has come.

Isabella, all is glowing, Isabella, all is knowing, and my heart, Isabella, and my head, Isabella. Frederick and Vitalie, savior dwells inside of thee. Oh, the path leads to the sun, brother, sister, time has come. Isabella, all is glowing, Isabella, all is knowing, Isabella, we are dying, Isabella, we are rising.

I am the spring, the holy ground, the endless seed of mystery, the thorn, the veil, the face of grace, the brazen image, the thief of sleep, the ambassador of dreams, the prince of peace, I am the sword, the wound, the stain, scorned transfigured child of Cain, I rend, I end, I return, again I am the salt, the bitter laugh.

I am the gas in a womb of light, the evening star, the ball of sight that leads that sheds the tears of Christ, dying and drying as I rise tonight. Isabella, we are rising, Isabella, we are rising…

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Año: 1978.
Procedencia de la banda: Chicago (Illinois), Estados Unidos.
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Horses. Patti Smith.

1. Gloria.

Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine. Meltin' in a pot of thieves, wild card up my sleeve, thick heart of stone, my sins my own, they belong to me, me. People say "beware!", but I don't care, the words are just rules and regulations to me, me.

I walk in a room, you know I look so proud, I'm movin' in this here atmosphere, well, anything's allowed. And I go to this here party and I just get bored, until I look out the window, see a sweet young thing, humpin' on the parking meter, leanin' on the parking meter. Oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine, and I got this crazy feeling and then I'm gonna ah-ah, make her mine.

Ooh I'll put my spell on her, here she comes, walkin' down the street, here she comes, comin' through my door, here she comes, crawlin' up my stair, here she comes, waltzin' through the hall, in a pretty red dress. And oh, she looks so good, oh, she looks so fine, and I got this crazy feeling that I'm gonna ah-ah make her mine, and then I hear this knockin' on my door, hear this knockin' on my door. And I look up into the big tower clock, and say, "oh my God here's midnight!", and my baby is walkin' through the door, leanin' on my couch she whispers to me and I take the big plunge, and oh, she was so good and oh, she was so fine.

And I'm gonna tell the world that I just ah-ah made her mine, and I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name, she whispered to me, she told me her name, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is G-L-O-R-I-A. G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria, G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria.

I was at the stadium, there were twenty thousand girls called their names out to me. Marie and Ruth but to tell you the truth, I didn't hear them I didn't see, I let my eyes rise to the big tower clock, and I heard those bells chimin' in my heart, going ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong. Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong, counting the time, then you came to my room, and you whispered to me and we took the big plunge, and oh. you were so good, oh, you were so fine. And I gotta tell the world that I make her mine make her mine, make her mine make her mine make her mine make her mine.

G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria, G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria. And the tower bells chime, "ding dong" they chime, they're singing, "Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine." Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A, Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A, G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria, G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria, G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria G-L-O-R-I-A Gloria.


2. Redondo beach.

Late afternoon, dreaming hotel, we just had the quarrel that sent you away. I was looking for you, are you gone gone? Called you on the phone, another dimension. Well, you never returned, oh you know what I mean. I went looking for you, are you gone, gone?

Down by the ocean it was so dismal, women all standing with a shock on their faces. Sad description, oh I was looking for you. Everyone was singing, girl is washed up on Redondo Beach and everyone is so sad. I was looking for you, are you gone gone?

Pretty little girl, everyone cried. She was the victim of sweet suicide. I went looking for you, are you gone gone? Down by the ocean it was so dismal, women all standing with shock on their faces. Sad description, oh I was looking for you.

Desk clerk told me girl was washed up, was small, an angel with apple blonde hair, now. I went looking for you, are you gone gone? Picked up my key, didn't reply. Went to my room, started to cry. You were small, an angel, are you gone gone? Down by the ocean it was so dismal. I was just standing with shock on my face. The hearse pulled away, and the girl that had died, it was you.

You'll never return into my arms 'cause you were gone gone. Never return into my arms 'cause you were gone gone. Gone gone, gone gone, good-bye.


3. Birdland.

His father died and left him a little farm in New England. All the long black funeral cars left the scene and the boy was just standing there alone, looking at the shiny red tractor. Him and his daddy used to sit inside and circle the blue fields and grease the night.

It was if someone had spread butter on all the fine points of the stars, 'cause when he looked up they started to slip. Then he put his head in the crux of his arm and he started to drift, drift to the belly of a ship, let the ship slide open, and he went inside of it. And saw his daddy 'hind the control board streamin' beads of light, he saw his daddy 'hind the control board, and he was very different tonight 'cause he was not human, he was not human.

And then the little boy's face lit up with such naked joy that the sun burned around his lids and his eyes were like two suns, white lids, white opals, seeing everything just a little bit too clearly, and he looked around and there was no black ship in sight, no black funeral cars, nothing except for him the raven. And fell on his knees and looked up and cried out, “no, daddy, don't leave me here alone, take me up, daddy, to the belly of your ship, let the ship slide open and I'll go inside of it, where you're not human, you are not human.”

But nobody heard the boy's cry of alarm. Nobody there 'cept for the birds around the New England farm and they gathered in all directions, like roses they scattered and they were like compass grass coming together into the head of a shaman bouquet, slit in his nose and all the others went shooting and he saw the lights of traffic beckoning like the hands of Blake, grabbing at his cheeks, taking out his neck, all his limbs, everything was twisted and he said, “I won't give up, won't give up, don't let me give up, I won't give up, come here, let me go up fast, take me up quick, take me up, up to the belly of a ship and the ship slides open and I go inside of it where I am not human.”

I am helium raven and this movie is mine, so he cried out as he stretched the sky, pushing it all out like latex cartoon, am I all alone in this generation? We'll just be dreaming of animation night and day and won't let up, won't let up and I see them coming in, oh, I couldn't hear them before, but I hear 'em now, it's a radar scope in all silver and all platinum lights, moving in like black ships, they were moving in, streams of them, and he put up his hands and he said, “It's me, it's me, I'll give you my eyes, take me up, oh now please take me up, I'm helium raven waitin' for you, please take me up, don't let me here.”

The son, the sign, the cross, like the shape of a tortured woman, the true shape of a tortured woman, the mother standing in the doorway letting her sons no longer presidents but prophets, they're all dreaming they're gonna bear the prophet, he's gonna run through the fields dreaming in animation. It's all gonna split his skull, it's gonna come out like a black bouquet shining like a fist that's gonna shoot them up, like light, like Mohammed Boxer, take them up up up up up up, oh, let's go up, up, take me up, I'll go up, I'm going up, I'm going up, take me up, I'm going up, I'll go up there, go up go up go up go up up up up up up up. Up, up to the belly of a ship. Let the ship slide open and we'll go inside of it, where we are not human, we're not human.

Well, there was sand, there were tiles, the sun had melted the sand and it coagulated, like a river of glass, when it hardened he looked at the surface, he saw his face, and where there were eyes were just two white opals, two white opals, where there were eyes there were just two white opals and he looked up and the rays shot and he saw raven comin' in and he crawled on his back and he went up. Up up up up up up, sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way, sha da do wop, da shaman do way, we like birdland.


4. Free money.

Every night before I go to sleep, find a ticket, win a lottery, scoop the pearls up from the sea, cash them in and buy you all the things you need. Every night before I rest my head see those dollar bills go swirling 'round my bed. I know they're stolen, but I don't feel bad. I take that money, buy you things you never had.

Oh, baby, it would mean so much to me, oh, baby, to buy you all the things you need for free. I'll buy you a jet plane, baby, get you on a higher plane to a jet stream and take you through the stratosphere and check out the planets there and then take you down, deep where it's hot, hot in Arabia, babia, then cool, cold fields of snow, and we'll roll, dream, roll, dream, roll, roll, dream, dream.

When we dream it, when we dream it, when we dream it, we'll dream it, dream it for free, free money, free money, free money, free money, free money, free money, free money.

Every night before I go to sleep, find a ticket, win a lottery. Every night before I rest my head see those dollar bills go swirling 'round my bed. Oh, baby, it would mean so much to me, baby, I know our troubles will be gone. Oh, I know our troubles will be gone, goin' gone, if we dream, dream, dream for free.

And when we dream it, when we dream it, when we dream it, let's dream it, we'll dream it for free, free money, free money, free money, free money, free money, free money, free money, free…


5. Kimberly.

The wall is high, the black barn, the babe in my arms in her swaddling clothes and I know soon that the sky will split and the planets will shift, balls of jade will drop and existence will stop. Little sister, the sky is falling, I don't mind, I don't mind. Little sister, the fates are calling on you.

Ah, here I stand again in this old 'lectric whirlwind, the sea rushes up my knees like flame and I feel like just some misplaced Joan Of Arc and the cause is you lookin' up at me.

Oh baby, I remember when you were born, it was dawn and the storm settled in my belly and I rolled in the grass and I spit out the gas and I lit a match and the void went flash and the sky split and the planets hit, balls of jade dropped and existence stopped, stopped, stop, stop. Little sister, the sky is falling, I don't mind, I don't mind. Little sister, the fates are calling on you.

I was goin' crazy, so crazy I knew I could break through with you, so with one hand I rocked you and with one heart I reached for you. Ah, I knew your youth was for the takin', fire on a mental plane, so I ran through the fields as the bats with their baby vein faces burst from the barn and flames in a violent violet sky, and I fell on my knees and pressed you against me. Your soul was like a network of spittle, like glass balls movin' in like cold streams of logic, and I prayed as the lightning attacked, that something will make it go crack, something will make it go crack, something will make it go crack, something will make it go crack.

The palm trees fall into the sea, it doesn't matter much to me as long as you're safe, Kimberly. And I can gaze deep into your starry eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby, into your starry eyes, oh. Oh, in your starry eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby, oh. Oh, looking deep in your eyes, baby, into your starry eyes, baby, looking deep in your eyes, baby.


6. Break it up.

Car stopped in a clearing, ribbon of life, it was nearing. I saw the boy break out of his skin. My heart turned over and I crawled in, he cried, “Break it up, oh I don't understand, break it up, I can't comprehend. Break it up, oh, I want to feel you, break it up, don't talk to me that way, I'm not listening.”

Snow started falling, I could hear the angel calling. We rolled on the ground, he stretched out his wings. The boy flew away and he started to sing. He sang, “Break it up, oh, I don't understand. Break it up, I can't comprehend. Break it up, oh, I want to feel you. Break it up, don't look at me.”

The sky was raging, the boy disappeared, I fell on my knees. Atmosphere broke up, the boy reappeared. I cried, “Take me please!” Ice, it was shining. I could feel my heart, it was melting. I tore off my clothes, I danced on my shoes, I ripped my skin open and then I broke through. I cried, “Break it up, oh, now I understand, break it up, and I want to go. Break it up, oh please take me with you, break it up, I can feel it breaking,
I can feel it breaking, I can feel it breaking, I can feel, I can feel, I can feel, I can feel.”

So break it up, oh now I'm coming with you. Break it up, now I'm gonna go, break it up, oh, feel me, I'm coming. Break it up, break it up, break it up, break it up, break it up, break it up, oh, break it up, break it up, break it up. Break it up, break it up, break it on up, break it up, break it on up, up, up, break it, break it, break it, break it. Break it on up, break it up, break it up, break it up, break it up ...


7. Land.

The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea, from the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating, another boy was sliding up the hallway, he merged perfectly with the hallway, he merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway. The boy looked at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run, but the movie kept moving as planned, the boy took Johnny, he pushed him against the locker, he drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in Johnny. The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees, started crashing his head against the locker, started crashing his head against the locker, started laughing hysterically when suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by horses, horses, horses, horses, coming in in all directions, white shining silver studs with their nose in flames, he saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses.

Do you know how to pony like Bony Maroney, do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this. Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator, and you twist the twister like your baby sister, I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister. Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee, roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control, got to lose control and then you take control, then you're rolled down on your back and you like it like that, like it like that, like it like that, like it like that, then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi.

Life is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin, angel looks down at him and says, “Oh, pretty boy, can't you show me nothing but surrender?” Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket, taped to his chest there's the answer, you got pen knives and jack knives and switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred, then he cries, then he screams, saying life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain and I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, and go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi.

There's a little place, a place called space, it's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks, across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that, and the name of the band is the Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes.

Baby calm down, better calm down, in the night, in the eye of the forest there's a mare black and shining with yellow hair, I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair, I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw that up there -- there is a sea, up there -- there is a sea, up there -- there is a sea, the sea's the possibility. There is no land but the land (up there is just a sea of possibilities), there is no sea but the sea (up there is a wall of possibilities), there is no keeper but the key (up there there are several walls of possibilities), except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes possibilities.

(Up there) I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me. I was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor (in a sea of possibilities), I felt his hand on my knee (on the screen), and I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold flame (in the heart of man), the waves were coming in like Arabian stallions, gradually lapping into sea horses, he picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat (the spoon), and let it deep in (the veins), dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities. It started hardening, dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities.

It started hardening in my hand and I felt the arrows of desire, I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour, but no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area (go Rimbaud go Rimbaud go Rimbaud), and go Johnny go and do the watusi, yeah do the watusi, do the watusi.

Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling, our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're together twining, your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse and my fingers all entwined through the air, I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers, (I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it), the hairs were like wires going through my body, I I that's how I, that's how I, I died (at that Tower of Babel they knew what they were after), (they knew what they were after).

Everything on the current moved up, I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth, like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility. Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of possibilities. There's no land but the land, looked at my hands, and there's a red stream that went streaming through the sands like fingers, like arteries, like fingers, (how much fits between the eyes of a horse?) he lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes).

He opened his throat (your eyes), his vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad pituitary glands, the scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard, no one heard that cry, no one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat, (His fingers), nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly, and so he seized the first (his vocal chords shot up), (possibility like mad pituitary glands, it was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate (there is nothing happening at all) and go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into the steep.

Saw this sweet young thing (Fender one) humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking meter, in the sheets there was a man, dancing around to the simple Rock & Roll song.


8. Elegie.

I just don't know what to do tonight, my head is aching as I drink and breathe. Memory falls like cream in my bones, moving on my own.
There must be something I can dream tonight, the air is filled with the moves of you, all the fire is frozen yet still I have the will, ooh, ah.

Trumpets, violins, I hear them in the distance and my skin emits a ray, but I think it's sad, it's much too bad that our friends can't be with us today.

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Año: 1975.
Procedencia de la banda: Chicago (Illinois), Estados Unidos.
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