Chaotic Tidal Impulse Disrupter Flare-ups
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Calibi Yau Studies dark blue II
We had some fun, we had some laughs I licked the salt right off the glass Danced to the music, racked up a tab I thought you were thinking what I was thinking Thought we were going somewhere with all this drinking Well, I guess the Cuervo, it led me on ‘Cause I turned around and you were gone.
- Waste of Lime, Ingrid Andress -
Calibi Yau Studies purple II
I wanna tell you ’bout a dance That’s goin’ around Everybody’s doin’ it From the grownups down Don’t move your head Don’t move your hands Don’t move your lips Just shake your hips Do the hip shake, babe Do the hip shake, babe Shake your hip, babe Shake your hip, babe What you don’t know Don’t be afraid Just listen to me And do what I say Don’t move your head Don’t move your hands Don’t move your lips Just shake your hips Do the hip shake, babe Do the hip shake, babe Shake your hip, babe Shake your hip, babe Well ain’t that easy Well, I met a little girl In a country town She said, “What do you know There’s Slim Harpo!” Didn’t move her head Didn’t move her hands Didn’t move her lips Just shook her hips Do the hip shake, babe Do the hip shake, babe Shake your hip, babe Shake your hip, babe Well ain’t that easy.
- Shake Your Hips, Slim Harpo -
Homage to Dubuffet
He left that phone danglin’ off the hook Then slowly turned around and gave it one last look Then he just walked away He aimed his truck toward that Wyoming line With a little luck he could still get there in time And in that Cheyenne wind he could still hear her say.
- I Can Still Make Cheyenne, George Strait -
Calibi Yau Studies black and ocre
Well, I’m a king bee, buzzin’ around your hive Well, I’m a king bee, buzzin’ around your hive Well, I can make honey, baby, let me come inside I’m young and able to buzz all night long I’m young and able to buzz all night long Well, when you hear me buzzin’, baby Some stingin’ is going on Well, buzz a while Sting it, then Well, I’m a king bee, want you to be my queen Well, I’m a king bee, want you to be my queen? Together, we can make honey the world haven’t never seen Well, I’m a king bee, can buzz all night long Well, I’m a king bee, can buzz all night long Well, I can buzz better, baby, when your man is gone.
- King Bee, Slim Harpo -
Calibi Yau Studies black
Well, I’m a king bee, buzzin’ around your hive Well, I’m a king bee, buzzin’ around your hive Well, I can make honey, baby, let me come inside I’m young and able to buzz all night long I’m young and able to buzz all night long Well, when you hear me buzzin’, baby Some stingin’ is going on Well, buzz a while Sting it, then Well, I’m a king bee, want you to be my queen Well, I’m a king bee, want you to be my queen? Together, we can make honey the world haven’t never seen Well, I’m a king bee, can buzz all night long Well, I’m a king bee, can buzz all night long Well, I can buzz better, baby, when your man is gone.
- King Bee, Slim Harpo -
Calibi-Yao Yellow
I turned those shutters the color of your eyes ‘Til the day turned into night And took turns with a jar Turn that boat dock into a bar And then we passed the guitar around the fire to each other And watched all of our friends pair off with one another But we felt like the stars we were under And everybody knew that that was our summer.
- Sunrise, Sunburn, Sunset, Luke Bryan -
9,000 Infinities Relieves Your 19th Nervous Breakdown
This, that they were not to have, they were having. They were having now and before and always and now and now and now. Oh, now, now, now, the only now, and above all now, and there is no other now but thou now and now is the prophet. Now and forever now. Come now, now, for there is no now but now. Yes, now. Now, please now, only now, not anything else only this now, and where are you and where am I and where is the other one, and not why, not ever why, only this now; and on and always please then always now, always now, for now always one now; one only one, there is no other one but one now, one, going now, rising now, sailing now, leaving now, wheeling now, soaring now, away now, all the way now, all of all the way now; one and one is one softly, is one longingly, is one kindly, is one happily, is one in goodness, is one to cherish, is one now on earth…..
- For Whom The Bell Tolls, Ernest Hemingway -
ApollonianDionysianDidacticDelineation
I had said I wasn’t going to write no more poems like this But the battlefield has oozed away from the stilted debates of semantics Beyond the questionable flexibility of primal screaming The reality of our city, jungle streets and their Gestapos Has become an attack on home, life, family and philosophy, total It is beyond the question of the advantages of didactic isms The mother F in’ dogs are in the street In Houston maybe someone said Mexicans were the new n&#%!!s In LA maybe someone said Chicanos were the new n&#%!!s In Frisco maybe someone said Orientals were the new n&#%!!s Maybe in Philadelphia and North Carolina they decided they didn’t need no new n&#%!!s I had said I wasn’t going to write no more poems like this But dogs are in the street.
- Jose Campos Torres, Gil Scott Herron ( who went to my high school in da Bronx ) -
Fantstico Fulgurites in Fluxxus
So I go down the streets, Down to my good friend’s house I said “Look man I’m outdoors you know, Can I stay with you maybe a couple days?” He said “Uh, let me go and ask my wife” He come out of the house, I could see it in his face I know that was no He said “I don’t know man, ah she kinda funny, you know” I said “I know, everybody funny, now you funny too” So I go back home I tell the landlady I got a job, I’m gonna pay the rent She said “Yeah?” I said “Oh yeah” And then she was so nice, Lord, she was lovey-dovey So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go, I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go She a-hollerin’ about the front rent, she’ll be lucky to get any back rent, She ain’t gonna get none of it So I stop in the local bar you know people, I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender Said “Look man, come down here”, he got down there So what you want?
- One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer, George Thorogood -
Gold Pink Purple
Once was a sweet thing, baby Held that love in our hands But now I reach to kiss your lips It just don’t mean a thing And that’s a cold shot, baby Yeah that’s a drag A cold shot, babe I’ve let our love go bad Remember the way that you loved me Do anything I say Now I see you out somewhere You won’t give me the time of day.
- Cold Shot, Stevie Ray Vaughan