Welcome to the place
where words can be found
where words drive the pace
and words push the sound
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FranKlin
D.
Zodiac
Franklin D. Zodiac
he was anything but cute
just a scaly-green body in
a worn-out spaceman suit . . .

Spotlight
Look at slim-bored Maisy
She’s rock’n’roll crazy
Rules the dance floor
like a fired-up troll
I say why not, she’s got a lot
Got the music
deep down in her soul . . .
Featuring:
Gravity
Grit
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On The
Yellow
Brick Road
On the train to downtown
just another day
Sit at a computer
and rot my life away . . .

cancer
in the universe
We spent five days
in the back of a truck
arrived in your land
shit outta luck
We’d nowhere to sleep, nowhere to wash
but we stayed out of sight, made it across . . .

Beckett
and Goya the Two Halves of Danger
The dogs from the desert
have come round my house
as I dance with Lolita
in her low-cut blouse . . .

poor
men
bleed
I looked in the river
watched the still water run
saw a kid with a knife
or was it a gun? . . .
A song gets built
much like bricks in a wall
Progress the chords
words fall where they fall
Comes like a fever
in the dead of the night
Drags you from sleep
and begs you to write
Rhythm and words
the raw steel of life
Iron and carbon
make a powerful knife