___________________published by grapefruit music, 1995.
pretty milk
instrumental
bouncer
a forehead alone and i've seen singing toast
pumpkin parents' bow and arrows
churchbell volley and pecans are excited
sky dive with koalas
grapefruit tesselation
bouncer
tell me
do you stand up when you eat lunch?
chocolate cake, a necklace, and the van in your nose
wisconsin is the dairy state
i listen to my thermos and you jump on the piano
livestock at the grocery store
bouncer
tell me
do you stand up when you eat lunch?
carrot skis and desperate need to sneeze
talking on the phone in the fish tank
seagulls that agree when you write on your knee
fungistatic at the door and i can't say any more
bouncer
tell me
do you stand up when you eat lunch?
mutiny
mutiny
hee hee
treason is for me
hang the captain, now we're free
break away while you're young
get out there and fill your lungs
make sure that the old man's hung
stale mate
so tired of being lonely
i made my own companion
i baked a friend of ginger bread
and talked to him for hours
i was told that i should eat him
or put him in the fridge
but i didn't want to hurt him
or prove myself a traitor
we watched television together
and went on nature walks
i enrolled him at my high school
his favorite subject was latin II
one day i went out
to get the mail
i came back to find that my little friend was--
his raisins were closed
and his heart was still
his whole body hardened
egad
he went bad
flush
and i feel like my bladder's gonna burst
i have to go to the bathroom
and it feels like worse has come to worst
'cause i don't have the key
and i need it
and i feel like i should have gone before i left
because i can't hold anymore
and it feels like i'm drowning on the inside
and it's too much to bear
and i mean it
i've got to find a toilet
to find one to borrow
a toilet
corn queen
aaron-provisation
stop
i can't hear you when my ears are plugged
i can't hear you when my ears are plugged
my voice makes an echo when my head's inside a jug
i can't hear you when my ears are plugged
i can't see you when my eyes are covered
i can't see you when my eyes are covered
it's difficult to breathe when i am being smothered
i can't see you when my eyes are covered
i can't hear you when my ears are plugged
i can't hear you when my ears are plugged
my voice makes an echo when my head's inside a jug
i can't hear you when my ears are plugged
rake me
rake me
rake me, my friend
i'm not the only lawn
the very best of owners
you've got a new lawn mower
gratify my yearning
collect those leaves for the burning
rake me
rake me, my friend
i'm not the only lawn
rake me
mr. sun
grater
i'm a cheese consumer
you may have heard the rumors
dairy products fill my refrigerator
and i own no grater
i don't like youbecause you're the shredder
of my favorite snack cheddar
i'm aware that you can never
make it taste better
yes it's true i chew
my lovely curds and whey
i can not see why you
always feel you have to say
that my cheese has no feelings
for me, i know what's true
the only one that doens't know
how cheese should be treated is you
grater epilogue
instrumental
carrot house
kam-provisation
garages
long hair of corn cobs coming through
the door of the jungle on garages that
roll down the gleam of an eye in juicers.
with sand a suit of wheels sends legal pads
to gurard a nap, and buttoning wheat
refrigerates the masses.
a trumpet sails for favorite colleges of micro vest
with faucets pasting bricks among the umpire
that lashes on the rooftop.
kill for life
gettin' ready to kill the abortion doctor
gettin' ready to save some innocent lives
in fact maybe we should kill the mothers
to protect their babies' rights
kill for life
it's simple
kill him before he kills them
and we'll all be happy
grab your knife
grab all your ammo
'cause those murderers have murdered long enough
it's kind of funny
some people kill for money
some people kill in the coldest of blood
but we're on a mission
to stop those bad physicians
and our motivation is love love love
a song part III
someone dropped a large handful of walking sticks
we once knew a pineapple that played major league baseball
mice on a bridge; mice marching on a bridge
i climbed a ladder and stapled your undergarments to the ceiling
could an automobile have driven by or did it fly?
aren't you a kangaroo?
won't you do the dishes?
cigar
there's kindness in a bowl of ice cream
i can see an infant all by himself in a raft
sofa gloves popcorn piano castle hubcap
and she smells of clay, and he eats coal
my bare foot feels warm mashed potatoes
color crayons: one can not accumulate enough
abraham lincoln on the penny and the five dollar bill
shoes that smell like vanilla