CHEESE DREAMS

CHEESE DREAMS

 

Di di dit di di dit di di dit dit dit

Di di dit di di dit di di dit dit dit

Di di dit di di dit di di dit dit dit

 

Bring bring

bring bring

 

Hello?”

 

Gold member, you're the one,

the one with the heart of gold

 

Vowels, pure vowels 

Immanuel Kant

will come to thee 

with immanence

 

You come home smacked up you come

 

d/ d/ d/ down

grooving up slowly

 

d/ d/ d/ down

grooving up slowly

 

d/ d/ d/ down

grooving up slowly

 

yeah yeah yeah

yeah yeah yeah

yeah yeah yeah

 

boom

boom

boom

boom

boom

 

how did we get down here from flat-top

wide tunnel cities self driving cars

bears in the moon and liquor and drugs

and whisky baaaaaaaaaaaars

 

boom shanka, you're the one,

the one with the sonic boom

 

knickers knickers faster than lightning

 

skin up fall out of bed

 

and did those feet

in ancient times

 

rain down, rain down,

come on raindown

and walk the sun

 

fatter, hippier, less well connected

 

always walk the hallways

down to create my own

and in the meantime

and in the meantime

I'll do the monkey bars with my legs

 

manic depression has enraptured my name

don't know what I want but I just want shame

don't know what I want but I just won't shave

 

rainy waif, rain always,

lay back and dream

on a rainy waif

 

now I know how Kurt Cobain sang

oh now I know how Kurt Cobain sang

no more laaaaaaaaaa la's

 

removal van canes will be turned into furniture

we're thinking of putting Tricky's name on the front sir

you never see me dead near an inch of closure

 

|| | |||| | || | ||||                  909 and 693 are wings

 

and a record made of sound

goes round and round, conveying

music to the speaker through the stylus,”

says the radio as I turn it on.

 

Well, although there is no

such thing as the Nirvana barcode

it opens up a discussion about

the Telepathic Walkie Talkie, how

if barcode is rain barcode is phone...

 

and at least I have

the grace to come

back and say that the

extinction of consciousness

has no monetary value.

 

It is past dawn

and I see that

that first mobile

phone has gone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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