SMASHY SMASHY

SMASHY SMASHY 3



Auto De Fe

I see heresy

I'll get you that up close
(and personal)
with my insides
that'll make an autowreck autopsy
look like a slow day at Supercuts
cut it

out out out

And I'll get you that
too close to tell
what's what
and which burning witch is which
but I guess you're too close
to tell me
exactly how it feels
feel it

out out out

kick that heretic

suffer your grand and inquisitive nature


Houndgod

A wishbone, horseshoe, four-leaf clover
A wishbone, horseshoe, four-leaf clover
Yeah you wish boy and hope but you can't get one over
Thats cool, thats cool, thats cool
Thats your angle

Your dogmas backward can't be saved by His grace
Your dogs all backward can't be saved by disgrace
This dog backs his word and he remembers your face
Thats you, thats you, thats you
Thats your handle

Those goddamn punks better know that they owe what they owe
Those goddamn punks better know that they owe what they owe
their God took a punch on the nose and it flows and it flows

and it drains all the blood
and they's flames and they's floods
and they's rainin' your blood
and its thick in the mud
(it drains all the blood from your head but thats the look you're after)
they's rain in your blood
and its sticks in the mud
its thick, it sticks
and you're sick

You're so high
so high, so high
so low
solo
You're so high and lonely


Smashy's Theme

Smash it up a bit
Smash it in to bits

Its on, its going on
Take yo blah blah
Judas(gibberish)Jesus kisser
blah blah
Where's your ear at
blah blah pick it up
(gibberish)she's lyin' blah
blah... on the floor
out the door

A whirling dervish
All fist and elbows
In a hurricane
Of fingernails and teeth

Car crash your ass

I follow the rule of Gandhi and King
Follow them to their non-violent end
violated and volitile
Smash it


(The Epic of Henri Cartier Bresson)
Part 1

I like cats (but these eyes don't like cats)
its all in the air its all up
and my sides were stripped from my hands
as she thumbed the pages of employment
"there's alot of work to be done, but not enough
to go round"
Yeah I know all about them
the vibrations the gravity
they just can't weight
(wait)
its all in the hips
straight to the hips
Feel the time and space
thats pretends to separate
grow thin like a
mexican mustache
There's not a lifeguard alive
that could smuggle grapes across those borders
its a mouth on tail kinda time
where forever keeps
happening
Whats between
when they're so close they're touching
so much more than your equations dictate
(all time
no space)


Dear, Dreamer

"We are the music-makers,
dear And we are dreamers of dreams,
, Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
dreamer And sitting by desolate streams;
,, World-losers and world-forsakers,
dreaming Of whom the pale moon gleams;
,,,,,Yet we are the movers and shakers
dreamalittle Of the world for ever, it seems."

-Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy

















have you seen this elephant?