The boy was in the drinking a glass of tea the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating Another boy was sliding up the He merged with the hallway, He merged perfectly, the in the hallway
The boy looked at Johnny, wanted to run, but the movie kept as planned The boy took Johnny, he pushed him the locker, He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in The boy disappeared, fell on his knees, crashing his head against the locker, started crashing his head the locker, started hysterically
When suddenly gets the feeling he's being surrounded by horses, horses, horses, coming in in all white silver studs with their nose in flames, He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses. Do you know how to pony like bony Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator And you twist the twister like your baby I want your baby sister, me your baby sister, dig your baby sister Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the pee pee, Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to control, Got to lose control and then you control, Then you're rolled on your back and you like it like that, Like it like that, like it like that, it like that, you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi Life is filled holes, Johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin Angel down at him and says, Oh, pretty boy, Can't you show me but surrender ? Johnny gets up, off his leather jacket, Taped to his chest the answer, You got pen knives and knives and preferred, switchblades preferred Then he cries, then he screams, Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my And I fill my with snow and go Rimbaud, Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, And go go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi
There's a little place, a place space It's a pretty place, it's across the tracks, the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that, You like it like that, you it like that, you like it like that, And the of the band is the Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,
Baby down, better calm down, In the night, in the eye of the There's a mare and shining with yellow hair, I put my fingers through her silken and found a stair, I didn't waste time, I walked right up and saw that up there -- is a sea up there -- is a sea up there -- is a sea the sea's the There is no land but the
(up is just a sea of possibilities) is no sea but the sea
(up is a wall of possibilities) is no keeper but the key
(up there there are walls of possibilities) Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who possibilities.
(up there) I the first possibility, is the sea around me I was standing there my legs spread like a sailor
(in a sea of possibilities) I felt his on my knee
(on the screen) And I looked at and handed him a branch of cold flame
(in the of man) The were coming in like Arabian stallions Gradually lapping into sea He picked up the blade and he it against his smooth throat
(the spoon) And let it in
(the veins) Dip in to the sea, to the sea of It hardening Dip in to the sea, to the sea of It hardening in my hand And I the arrows of desire
I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a But no more, no more, I gotta from my mind to the area
(Go Rimbaud go go Rimbaud) And go go and do the watusi, do the watusi, do the watusi ... Shined open coiled snakes and shiny twirling and encircling Our lives are now entwined, we will yes we're together twining Your nerves, your mane of the shining horse And my fingers all through the air, I could feel it, it was the going through my fingers,
(I feel it I feel it I feel it I it) The were like wires going through my body I I how I how I I
(At that Tower of Babel they knew what were after)
(they what they were after) on the current] moved up I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too smooth, Like in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility Was a blade, a shiny blade, I the key to the sea of possibilities There's no land but the
looked at my hands, and a red stream went streaming through the sands like fingers, like arteries, like
(how much fits the eyes of a horse?) He lay, pressing it his throat (your eyes) He his throat (your eyes) His vocal started shooting like (of a horse) mad pituitary glands The he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard, No one that cry, No one (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat,
(His fingers) heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly, And so he the first
(his vocal chords up)
(possibility)
(like mad glands) It was a tube, he felt himself disintegrate
(there is happening at all) and go inside the tube, so when he looked out into the steep saw this young thing (Fender one) Humping on the parking meter, on the parking meter
In the was a man dancing to the Rock &