the desert sessions - at the helm of hells ships lyrics
[spoken]
cat’s eyes
circle the globe on protruding white stalks
dancers with green trays, baskets
snakes slither and probe
a bridge of dog size
a bench, a chair
she’s so fine that naked lady of mine
slight turn in repose
the lings out on the moan
the churbs so small
a chorus of fogs step on into streets
of forest greens, lanes
[chorus]
we all walk in the straight line
nice and tight
we all walk in a straight line
nice and tight
[spoken]
elvis bleeds from the eyes
madonnas light up the skies
kneel before the potato
and kiss the forehand of siva
sunset and vine
[chorus]
walk in the straight line
with my knee on
my knee on
walk in the straight line
nice and tight
[spoken]
jesus t-shirts
airport chieftains
blow-dried smiles
nothing is sacred
no one is safe
whispers of secrets walk
through these streets where my lady lies
sacredness
[chorus]
walkin with my knee on
knee on
walkin the straight line
nice and tight
[spoken]
human chases at their jesse helms
guiding the gnomes and
their clone children, the king’s dominion
here, kitty, kitty
here, kitty, kitty
[outro]
with my knee on
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