Sooner or Later

Sooner or later

it all turn

red

bloodish

red

a fire

liquid

saucy

it will expand

all over

like a howl

in the black darkness

talk talk

NFA

White Side/Dark in the Heart

As easy it was to tell black from white,
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right.
And our choices were few and the thought never hit
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split.

How many a year has passed and gone,
And many a gamble has been lost and won,
And many a road taken by many a friend,
And each one I've never seen again.

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,
That we could sit simply in that room again.
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat,
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that.

all me friends are dead
all me jokes are said
over an' over
What I'm doin' in Here?
Should i ask that?

gals, ladies, the Woman
ev'rything
nothin' but a dream
vanishin
a white cloud
embrassing my soul

nothing more

Dylan
&
the postcard man

MODERN TIMES

Cinderella, she seems so easy
"It takes one to know one," she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning
"You Belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend
You better leave"
And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On Desolation Row

You gotta work every night, baby
stand still
and
strange
in a corner of the avenue
cold and hot
in or out
You, too, do not belong here...
Get your money
pack your bag
and leave...
Return to your Pernambuco village..,
while the sun is still shining
over the sea
...

Dylan
CK
NFA

Marginal Road

So long honey babe
where I'm bound, I can't tell
goodbye is too good a word babe
so I'll just say fare the well
I ain't a sayin' you treated me unkind
you coulda done better but, I don't mind
you just kinda wasted my precious time
Don't think twice, it's all right

Heard him singing, Bryan Ferry,
and
thinking I was
over
the last memory
...a no yes maybe...
_________________

Lyrics by Dylan
last words by NFA

DAY OF LOCUSTS

Today
is the Day of Locusts
tryin' to feed
of people's beliefs

There will be
a dark sunset
and the day will be long

The next president will never
win this plague
he carries the eggs
of dissemination
in his pockets

_____________________

Watchin' U

"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

no reason to get high, low
or
else
U Cinderella U
tryin' 2 get 2 u
but
the wind's too magic and cold
an' i'm 'gain in the street
fallin' 'part
of me
is
where i left the last stony carved painting
remember?
'f course no

life's but a joke
told in tavern
by a fool
with devil eyes
an' a stinking smell of red portuguese wine
(harp in G)
stoned
wellll
let's all get stoned
and
cool
_______________

Lyrics by Bob
&
written rubbish
by
NoOne in sight

Ain't it Hard to Stumble

and land in some green
water
lagoooon

I got a woman in Jackson,
I ain't gonna say her name.
I got a woman in Jackson,
I ain't gonna say her name.
She's a brown-skin woman,
but I Love her just the same.

ain't it 2 gamble
&
watch the silver moon
.
ain't hard 2 jizz
@ 3 o'clock
in the afternoon
'cause i'm no saint
nor i've got a name
to be ashame

it's all the same
he said that
_______________________________

some Dylan
& me
NFA

SPECTACLE

In order to become ever more identical to itself,
to get as close as possible to motionless monotony,
the free space of the commodity is henceforth constantly modified and reconstructed.

screenshot of Tycoon City
Text by Guy Debord

_____________________________

What is Real & What is Not

What

is

Reality (?)

and

What is not It...

words are shadows

covering the dense plasma

of

the inner being,

someone said that last century...

i do not have to say much

i

here

see

what it supposed to see

(common sense, i guess)

but

i'm beginning to believe not

in the true human face

Down the street the dogs are barkin'

___________

screenshot of Tycoon City....

Oh Damn!

i was even not there when
but
they said i'd been

the Truth of the Story is;
small people are dyin' insane
bigger people are livin' in extazy
or
cocain
or
sex under slit or rain
but
we all know the dark line of the night
you may call it Skyline
i call it Zip
as Newmann
(he knew the stanzas of sufferin')
or U may call it paradise

oh i'm a lonesome singer
on a caboose of a train
harpin' blues of moonlight
with a secret to unreveal
i say it no delight

they shot the negro once
they piss then twice
the rulers of the road
see no justify
cause you are in nowhere
you are on in your moan
that's all it is to say
boys go back home

So you harp in E minor
up
down
red light
yellow distant ocean
in a vast long lonely night

(he said that, the old capoed man, teeth like rock. lips like lime....)

OH Help me in my knowledge of the things 're gonna be...cause i'me just a soul lost in this pledge
_______________________________________________________
art by Olga Rozanova

I used to Care

I've been walking forty miles of bad road
If the bible is right, the world will explode
I've been trying to get as far away from myself as I can
Some things are too hot to touch
The human mind can only stand so much
You can't win with a losing hand

People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed

lyrics by Dylan