Persuasion
You gotta get some
Persuasion
You gotta get some
Look at me I touch your breast
Look at me I touch your knees
And I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Persuasion
Look at me I touch your head
I say the words and you got to bed
My sister and my mother
My father and my son
Do everthing I want them to
With persuasion
One lot of persuasion
Like always persuasion
Now there's lots of ways to persuade you
I could do it with money
I could look at you
I could show you all that
You might as well do it anyway
You might as well choose to play the game
After all you've seen yourself before
What difference does it make if I take your photograph?
What difference does it make if someone else sees it too?
All your friends do it
I mean nobody will know it's you
Anybody, it could be any body
I mean, these magazines, you know.
They only go to middle aged men
So why don't you do as I suggest
I persuade you
With words I persuade you
Persuasion
I've got a little biscuit tin
To keep your panties in
Soilde panties, white panties, school panties, Y-Front
panties
By the canal, by the canal
And I persuade you
Look at me
Look at me
There's a certain word and a certain touch
A certain way and a way too much
There's a little bit here
And a little bit there
When you've done it all it's too late to care
Oh I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Look in my eye
Under your covers
I touch you
And tell you what to do
Do it because I tell you
Do it because I love you
And I persuade you
Persuasion
I am your pussy
You are my tramp
Don't want to fuck you
Just hear you run
Miow... miow... miow...
You can be a cat too
Not often lonely
As you see
I'm a cat with a flat cap
Be careful or I might scratch you
Or turn into a witch
And fly away on my broomstick
I only want to know you
I only want to lick you
I only want to feed you
Every bit of fish and chips that I can find to feed you
Give it to you
I am your pussy
You are my tramp
Don't want to fuck you
Just hear you run
Miow... miow... miow...
You can be a cat too
Shadow tied to a tree
Sometimes I slide away
To be free
Cover you with a warm dark mothering
Fill you with animal love
Carry you away into the sky
Cos I love you love you love you
Even though you make me freeze
And you say I'm only just a dog
Who can't control his fleas
And I love you love you love you
On the roofs and on the floor
And I really can't believe
That we have never met before
I only want to know you
I only want to lick you
I only want to feed you
Every bit of fish and chips that I can find to feed you
Give it to you
O! Rtf girl
Are you stone?
Let me be your china gnome
Play me on your gramophone
And bury me in your garden
Not today thanks
Mister Long Shanks
I have other fish to fry
To fry
To fry
Fry...
O mother don't do it again
The man in the parlour
You know what he's after
Yer bum titty bum
Pompidou
Who's your father and
Mind how you go...
Now is tomorrow afternoon
There is only you and I and the world
I am the dream
That gets into your bed
The night shadow that loves you
Makes love with you
I am your knee
A name shouted at the railway station
The voice that calls you
The candle drips your name
I am your fantasy
And you are the world
Heigh ho! Who is there?
No one but me, my dear.
Please come say, How do?
The things I'll give to you.
By stroke as gentle as a feather
I'll catch a rainbow from the sky
And tie the ends together.
Heigh ho! I am here
Am I not young and fair?
Please come say, How do?
The things I'll show to you.
Would you have a wond'rous sight
The midday sun at midnight?
Fair maid, white and red,
Comb you smooth and stroke your head
How a maid can milk a bull!
And every stroke a bucketful.
lemme remind you all that this is a science discussion forum and this other sort of crackpottery will not be tolerated
Dark alley (dark alley) black star
Four turkeys in a big black car
The road is shiny (bright shine) the wheels slide
Four turkeys going for a dangerous ride
The lacquer crackles (black tar) the engines roar
A ship was turning broadside to the shore
Splish splash, I was raking in the cash
The biology of purpose keeps my nose above the surface (Ooh)
King's lead hat put the innocence inside her
It will come, it will come, it will surely come
King's lead hat was a mother to desire
It will come, it will come, it will surely come.
In New Delhi (smelly Delhi) and Hong Kong
They all know that it won't be long
I count my fingers (digit counter) as night falls
And draw bananas on the bathroom walls
The killer cycles (humdrum), the killer hurts
The passage of my life is measured out in shirts
Time and motion (motion carried) time and tide
All I know and all I have is time
And time and tide is on my side
King's lead hat put the poker in the fire
It will come, it will come, it will surely come
King's lead hat was a mother to desire
It will come, it will come, it will surely come.
The weapon's ready (ready Freddy) the guns purr
The satellite distorts his voice to a slur
He gives orders (finger pie) which no-one hears
The king's hat fits over their ears
He takes his mannequin (tram line) cold turpentine
He tries to dial out 999999999
He dials reception (moving finger): he's all alone
He's just a figment on the telephone!
King's lead hat made the Amazon much wider
It will come, it will come, it will surely come
King's lead hat was the poker in the fire
It will come, it will come, it will surely come
King's lead hat was a mother to desire
It will come, it will come, it will surely come
King's lead hat put the innocence inside her
It will come, it will come, it will surely come.
• • •
Steve had a big commotion;
The street fair was an ocean
When he took three tabs of bad acid.
And off his melting jaw,
All the wonderful things he saw—
The pretty hair growin' on ... his sandwich
Well he looked out on the fairground
With the spinning things spinning all around,
And he felt the food goin' down—
And coming back.
And on top of the ferris-wheel,
He threw up on the heel
Of the beautiful girl who was laughing.
Well there must have been some pizza.
And there must have been some fries.
And there must have been some tequila.
And there must have been some wine.
And there must have been some falafels.
And there must have been some beer.
And there must have been some bagels.
You could see it all so clear.
And there must have been some pickles.
And there must have been some sauerkraut.
And there must have been some catfish
When he laid his burden down.
Pineapples, mangos, wild rice, beans,
Granola, Chee-Tos, caramel candy, popcorn,
Ice cream, banana fudge,
And some corn-dogs,
And mayonnaise,
Steak sauce,
Ketchup and mustard,
Garlic, Kool-Aid,
Spam and some egg rolls,
Sushi, rice cakes, oatmeal,
Cucumbers, biscuits, beef-jerky,
Pop-Tarts, tamales,
Shish-kabob,
And a side order of—
Where will you go what will you do
What will you see when your light is thru
What can you do where will you go
When the people of this planet send you away from here
My bo...
Where do you come from white boy what is your land
Everybody else knows where they come from
You don't know your place you never did you never can
You can't find a home in this land
Blacks and Reds and Apaches and Jews
All know where they come from but you don't seem to know
Baby, do you understand
You appeared in the Caucasus mountains the southern Russia of now
And you spread your peculiar form of death from Mexico to Moscow
You surprised the Europeans the Egyptian too
All of a sudden you appeared on their land
You made mountains for the Incas built pyramids for the Pharoah man
And you grew and you lived by their hands
Viking Roman fair hair Alexander Emperor slave.
D'you come from the earth D'you come from the sky?
Nobody seems to know You build and you burn create and destroy,
You rule me now fair skin man with an unfair hand.
Where did you come from where were you born
Where were you living when the earth was formed
What can you do where will you go
When the people of this planet send you away from here
My bo...
It is you, oh yeah.
It is you, oh yeah.
It is you, oh yeah.
Cause a pressure drop,
Oh, pressure,
Oh, yeah,
Pressure drop a drop on you.
I say a pressure drop,
Oh, pressure,
Oh, yeah,
Pressure drop a drop on you.
I say when it drops,
Oh, you gonna feel it,
Know that you were doing wrong.
Mmm-hmm-hmmm,
Mmm-hmmm,
Mmm-hmmm,
Yeah.
I say a pressure drop,
Oh, pressure,
Oh, yeah,
Pressure drop a drop on you.
• • •
Bonus Track!
Janis Joplin and the Dick Oxtot Oakland Athletics Jazz Band, "Mary Jane"
An unseen ruler defines with geometry
An unrulable expanse of geography.
An aerial photographer—over-exposed—
To the cartologist's 2D images knows
The areas where the water flowed
So petrified, the landscape grows.
Straining eyes try to understand
The works, incessantly in hand;
The carving and the paring of the land,
The quarter square, the graph divides—
Beneath the rule a country hides.
Interrupting my train of thought,
Lines of longitude and latitude
Define and refine my altitude.
The curtain's undrawn;
Harness fitted, no escape.
Common and peaceful, duck, flat, lowland,
Landscape, canal, canard, water-coloured
Crystal palaces for floral kings.
A widespread waving span of wings.
Witness the sinking of the sun;
A deep breath of submission has begun.
Interrupting my train of thought,
Lines of longitude and latitude
Define and refine my altitude.
(Yeah, that's just Tara. But she's hot--and nice, too. Though she seemed inattentive to my set.)
Everyday World of Bodies
The rain had a sound
It's blinded everything
Coming down, coming down
The rain had a sound
It flattened its face on the window pane
And I thought we were safe, so safe
My soul sank down
Down in the bed
Your hair spread out on the pillow
In the black fan
I buried my face
I (something) you
Let's be quiet a while
Pull down the shades
Take off your jeans
Lay on the bed
Please, it's easy, it's easy
You don't have to do anything
I'll get a towel
Close your eyes
This is my sound
This is your sound
Open your mouth
Please
Cover your eyes
Cover your body
You can trust it, you can trust it
Put away your money under your shirt
You can trust it
Jesus
You don't have to do anything
You can trust it
This is your sound
The train had a sound
On the edge of town
Moving around
It never rusts
It never sleeps
It's rusted, rusted
It's rusted, coming
Incoming, incoming
Everything changes
Everything changes
Outside it's loud
It rattles the windows
Bus shakes the bed
The clock's unwound
Stripped, stripped down
Darker in here, darker
Cover your ears
I give you my hands
Cover my body
You don't have to say anything
You don't have to make this anything
I'm nothing
I'm poison
Everything changes
I'm nothing
Just make the sound
Beg for something better
Everything changes
Pray for something better
Everything changes
I'll give you my hands
I'll cover my body
I'll give you my poison
I'll open my body for you to
Come on come on come
Come on come on come
Come on come on
When you fly you'll fall into me
Fall into me, fall
Open, uncovered
Too drowned to speak
Too brilliant to see
Do you see it
Do you hear it
It's lifeless
This is your sound
This is my shame
On our knees
You were lying, lying
We were laying against the door
Under the lights, the lights
You were lying on the bathroom floor
You were sick, so sick
Sick, so sick, so sick, so sick
The bodies
Sleeping somewhere
Mouths upturned into the air
Turning over another page each night
We wait, wait for something better
Wait for something better
Wait for something better to come
Come on come on come
Come on come on come
Come on come on
When you fly you'll fall into me
Fall into me, fall into me, fall into me, fall
Everything, everything
You're on everything
(something)
The window is open
The bed is empty
The drawer is half open
The clock's unwound
We make the sound
We make the sound of air escaping
Escaping something, everything
Everything's undone
Your shirt
My body is undone
Everything changes
Bus shakes the bed
The shakes make the sound
Through the crack in the door
Through the holes in the floor
Shakes make the sound
Bus shakes the bed
Through the hole in the floor
Through the crack in the door
The shutters are down
The light is a threat
With every breath you take
We're safe and I'm undone
And I'm undone
Closer
I will be there, I will be there
I swear
I will be there
Swear
(something) more of what's been taken for you
Swear.
Get in line, keep in time with the Drum
& don't forget you're nothing yet but water.
Are you coming to or coming from
the understanding that I'm handing it to you?
Or is that a job you don't dare do?
Hey, my pretty flower, there's a letter for you
(you'll find it on the shelf)
- Though it was posted in Calcutta
I know it's just another that you've written to yourself.
We watched a distant drummer flashing
on the beat in all his parrot fashions.
Get in line keep in time with the Drum
Don't move your feet until the next beat comes -
One of the laws says pause between
Though I would hate to make the game seem mean
Hey my pretty flower can you guess where I've been?
Can you guess at all?
Well I've been to your rooms and learned
you have all the mirrors turned against the wall.
I've watched a different drummer flashing
on the beat in all his Parrot Fashions.
Listen now to the sound of the Drum -
& don't forget we're nothing yet but water.
It won't be pleasant when the present time is done
testing nightly 'neath a sprightly summer moon
your spirit like a jelly in a spoon.
Hey ma jolie fleur there's a cat in the room
& it's not the type you're used to
Though I think I led it to the sink
& tried to make it drink
it refused to.
She should have seen the thing in mother's belly
Grew up along side her sister of ethnical
She reached up for nourishment and
fall from her mother's umbilical
cord
With her sister in the womb
One day she opened her mouth wide and
swallowed wide her surroundings
The red, and orange and the sounds all around her
Now she was in her corner
Now she was in her corner
Her eyes closed with some kind of complete
Happiness
Some kind of complete
Happiness
Now she can walk in the sunlight with a
quiet of relief inside her
Now she walks in the sunlight
An extra feeling inside her soul, makes her cry
In her mother's belly her mouth
opens wide her sister
One day she opens her mouth wide and
swallows her surroundings
The red, and orange and the sounds all around her
In the sunlight...makes it (go away)
Now she was in her corner
In the sunlight
Now she was in her corner she listens.
Her eyes closed with some kind of complete
Happiness
Some kind of complete
Happiness
And now she walks in the sunlight
With the extra feeling, inside her
Now she walks in the sunlight
With the extra feeling, inside her
Inside her
Situation that rules your world (despite all you've said)
I would strike against it but the rule displaces…
There I burn in my own lights fuelled with flags torn out
of books, and histories of marching together…
United with heroes, we were the rage, the fire.
But I was given a different destiny - knotted in closer despair.
Calling to heroes do you have to speak that way all the time ?
Tales told by idiots in paperbacks; a play of forms
to spite my fabulous need to fight and live.
We exchange words, coins, movements - paralysed in loops
of care that we hoped could knot a world still.
Sere words, toothless, ruined now, bulldozed into brimming pits
- who has used them how? Grammar book that lies wasted :
conflux of voices rising to meet, and fall,
empty, divided, other…
Clutching at sleeves the wordless man exposes his failure :
smiling, he hurls a wine glass, describing his sadness twisted
into mere form: shattered in a glass, he's changed…
Now dare he seize the life before him and discompound it in
sulphurous confusion and give it to the air?
He's rushing to find where there's a word of liquid syntax
- signs let slip in a flash : "clothes of chaos are my rage !"
he shrieks in tatters, hunting the eye of his own storm.
We were born to serve you all our bloody lives
labouring tongues we give rise to soft lies :
disguised metaphors that keep us in a vast inverted stillness
twice edged with fear.
Twilight signs decompose us
High in offices we stared into the turning wheel of cities
dense and ravelled close yet separate: planned to kill all encounter.
Intricate we saw your state at work its shapes
abstracted from all human intent. With our history's fire
we shall harrow your signs.
Now is the time to begin to go forward - advance from despair,
the darkness of solitary men - who are chained in a market they
cannot control - in the name of a freedom that hangs like a pall
on our cities. And their towers of silence we shall destroy.
Now is the time to begin to determine directions, refuse to admit
the existence of destiny's rule. We shall seize from all heroes and
merchants our labour, our lives, and our practice of history : this,
our choice, defines the truth of all that we do.
Seize on the words that oppose us with alien force; they're enslaved
by the power of capital's kings who reduce them to coinage and
hollow exchange in the struggle to hold us, they're bitterly
outlasting… Time to sweep them down from power
- deeds renew words.
Dare to take sides in the fight for freedom that is common cause
let us all be as strong and as resolute. We're in the midst of
a universe turning in turmoil; of classes and armies of thought
making war - their contradictions clash and echo through time.
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