Monday, October 5, 2009

fingerptips of the nameless god were terrified

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to be properly a good pair of shoes dressed she's back captain a good pair of shoes in the muck behind the jungle with her painted eyes like a fist in a dead man's guts in the muck unless he was wearing unless he was wearing she's back captain behind the jungle like a fist she's back captain a good pair of shoes behind the jungle



a good pair of shoes in the muck in a dead man's guts like a fist with her emerald eyes i remember when a man unless he was wearing to be properly dressed remember when a man wasn't considered wasn't considered i remember when a man behind the jungle wasn't considered in the muck a good pair of shoes the devil woman wasn't considered i remember when a man to be properly dressed the devil woman the red sun disappeared



"i'm not intimidating you, am i?"
she's back captain the devil woman the red sun disappeared to be properly dressed with her flashing eyes unless he was wearing like a fist the devil woman in a dead man's guts
"no, not at all."
the red sun disappeared in a dead man's guts with her laughing eyes the red sun disappeared
"that's good, because if i intimidate you i hate to think what the rajah will do."
'well when all's said and done he's still just a bloody wog, isn't he?"



"good heavens, no rain?" or the thin woman the copper features good heavens no the fat man or the thin woman the peanut futures the fat man of the nameless god were terrified were terrified fingertips fingertips even the boys do you remember lit
"i'm glad you came along charlie, you've been very useful."



a cigarette the missionary good heavens no lit a cigarette do you remember brown shoes good gracious no brown shoes the bronze gong of the nameless god even the boys the fat man rain? fingertips of the nameless god were terrified even the boys were terrified even the boys were terrified do you remember the fat man lit a cigarette brown shoes the missionary or the thin woman of the nameless god rain what rain? take the last train on the ocean breeze and opium on the ocean breeze
"papers? i have something much better than papers."



mosquitoes raw whiskey after he's dead you can shine his shoes and opium in moonlight sing lee el dorado and opium
'you're supposed to be a diplomat, johnson. start acting like one, if you please."
"and on a hot night, with the rebels twenty miles upriver?"
is a long way away in the twilight mosquitoes in moonlight is a long away you can shine his shoes and opium sing lee mosquitoes in the twilight in moonlight after he's dead is a long way away
"i know you."
"i went to missionary school."
el dorado mosquitoes in the twilight
'where i learned many things to be sure."



in moonlight el dorado sing lee you can shine his shoes raw whiskey after he's dead in my dreams
you can shine his shoes sing lee raw whiskey in the twilight
they have memories not like the englishman
"may i see your papers, miss?"
a pit bull has no wings but he gets there just the same
on the ocean breeze
"let's have a drink."
i saw a sign in the window girl wanted sixteen years - that's a long time to wait for a girl
is a long way away after he's dead el dorado on the ocean breeze raw whiskey lost forever talk to me talk to me



'ii don't like that fresh talk,"
with silver wings tap their heels at high tide nobody asked you a single butterfly at high tide the cleaning ladies at high tide on broadway on grant avenue countdown
"i really like you."
the match girls at high tide you're under arrest with silver wings lost forever with silver wings
'i don't like that kind of talk."
'but i really like you."
a single butterfly countdown nobody asked you on post street lost forever a single butterfly nobody asked you click their heels click their heels together



i'm telling you for the last time"
you're under arrest nobody asked you
'but i really mean it."
you're under arrest
"i'm going to report you.'
"i'm completely sincere, honest,"
where was you mama when the train left the shed
talk to me on columbus avenue like gray glaciers floating along that will never melt that will never melt







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