HOGWASH
*Act IV: When the Hurly-Burly's Done"
Episode 31 - Rěveries d'Oubliette, 3e partie: Cast Off
Take this cast from me, I can't use it anymore
La donna é mobile, or what feather in the shaving cream!
A rat in a burning cage pressed upon the chest
If these ducks could talk
Harrikin Hart: Last words
I am the storm that never arrives
I am the wake from your never ending boat ride
I am the lizard clinging to the tarp blowin' in the wind
I am the flower petals you scatter in the strange dusk light
I am the crack in the concrete that only gets wider and wider
I am the camera with no lens
I am the lightning that strikes barely perceptible in the lavender distance
I am the man on the street whom you pass on your way to your dead end
Turning and turning in the widening spinning wheel of Arcturus
The Dark Side of the Levee
Heads in the starry starry clouds of unknowing
Swamp static
Riverroad
Goodbye time
Don't think it's strange that you make movies
Don't think it's strange that you make tunes
Cause every town needs an artist
Like every town needs a big baboon
Some people may think that you're awful
*Some people may think that you're smart
But you can't deny a big baboon
When a big baboon is making his art