Elastic Purejoy, The
If Samuel Beckett Had Met Lenny Bruce
I have this idea of what you never were,
of what was but never could have been
open season and my mind's a blur, of
nothing spoken, heard or seen
I'd wash away these ugly stains
but I need them as Smeraldina craved Bach,
as she left Belaequa sitting in the rain,
his hands in a jelly in his lap
oh, Smeraldina-Rima
what's your name a-mean-a?
slob of a girl? no, Hey,
Sammy was droll, hey what a dreamer
who really cares for Sammy's names
Songtexteof pap and mamelons, or Belaequa,
Lenny's stutter couldn't change the game
a needle in the can killed the laughter
and he said "be outta here before the spit dries!"
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