Archive for April, 2011

frog

Posted: 04/28/2011 in house of love

frog go down,

he don’t drown.

no matter where he been,

he just jump in.

in heaven they wear white shoes

and everything got to stay like new…

preacher say,

hey now, you…

listen, you.

frog go down,

he don’t drown.

no matter where he been

he doin’ it again.

white shoes by the pond side,

white dress pretty

on a branch t’other side.

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you say i tease, but i don’t tease,

i’m easy, babe, like an evenin breeze

come closer to me

come closer and see

just how sweet sugar can be.

you know me, i don’t tease,

i’ll butter your bread if you buckle my knees

it’s just like it seems

come closer and see

just how sweet sugar can be.

ooh la la la la baby

i’m for you,

and you’re for me,

boost some honey from the buzzin bees

from the tips of my toes

to the tops of the trees

that’s how sweet your honey can be.

ooh la la la baby

try it and see…

the insides of airplanes ‘n’ old folks homes

always smell weird.

when we were ten and eight, got taken to see grandmom

in a place called new spring,

but everybody knew

the winter wind blew right through that place and everybody in it.

still i ain’t sayin

nothin against it…

they had a piano player,

he sang some german crap called lily marlane;

we went runnin down the hall after the sound of it.

don’t run!

(but we ran)

wasn’t nobody gettin off that flight

‘cept us

peelin toward the music

fast as we can.

girl,

(friend said)

got to stand up,

be strong

and ya

can’t go wrong.

ok, so

cross my arms,

open my mouth

to let you know…

i can’t blah, and blah de la no more.

oh, if ya hadna kissed me, babe,

make my lips stop talkin

floor sinks away

heel comes up,

aw shucks, i told ya

sure enough.

goin down

an old dirt road–

spring, it’s

water spirits,

summer bring

dust devils.

leafs bury

the way in fall–

winter, ain’t no road

at all.