Frank (guitar, vocals) George (keyboards, vocals) fowler (trombone) Tom (bass) Chester (drums)
The adventures of peccary!
Oh, comes greggery, Little peccary The gregarious swine
A Is a pig With a collar That usually hangs Between and paraguay ranging as far West as
Catalina, catalina, catalina!
This peccary Is part of bold (bold), New (new) (breeding) extinguishes itself By markings which a tie Directly the White
If it's white will know That the tie I'm Is a Of how nimble mv mind know Ooh-ooh!
(swine suave!)
out! Here he again!
Oh here comes peccary. Yes cravv, cravy, veah...
morning, greggery drives His red volkswagen to the ugly of town where they keep the government buildings.
Voodn, voodn! Boy it's so hard to find a place to park here! peccary takes the elevator Up to the floor of a grim, Gray, evil-looking With a on the front reading: 'big associates. trend-mongers'.
And what, might you ask, is a trend Well, a trend monger is a Who up a trend (like 'the --- or 'flower power'), And it throughout the land, Using all the frightening little science has made available!
And so it was, one morning, Greggery peccary made his way through the steno . . .
Hi mildred! gladys! Wanda!
Yes, the moment they laid on him, All the girls in the big pool . . . was a Nocturnal, Wild On his way up! A of destiny, And Romance!
Is any mail for me?
Swifty's! is big swifty's! At big swifty's we all go For any or gizmo!
Wouldn't you rather be In a series of Time-wastinc
Air . . . biff . . . dush-h-h!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, youp youp youp
Is your wife snoring by the
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, youp youp youp
your life boring, don'tcha think?
Youp youp youp youp youp youp is so much better When there's some something To do!
Does it matter that this of time Is what a life for you? hmmmmm?
I must boldly To my Laminated, desk, the strategically-placed, Imported, hip water pipe, And the latest of the earth catalog, And my agile mind For a New trend, Thereby our limping Economy, And For & miserable people Some new To with.!
We got the little answers To the That be bothering you!
We have got your toys! (we're busy 'em!)
Busy 'em, We're makin' 'em, makin' 'em for you!
Yoo-hoo-hoo! Very efficient. snodgrass!
And that. Gregcery And nonchalantly Into his little office the desk and the catalog And the hip water pipe. And proceeded, a vigor and determination Known to piglets Of a similarly Proportion, To invent The calendar! With his eye heaven-ward. And his little pig-hoofs on the Desk, greggery the Question of eternity (and Divisions thereof), as Angelic voices sing to him a distance, providing the Necessary clues for the of This new trend!
Wow! Sunday,
Sunday,
Saturday. . .tuesday - monday'!
Saturday. . .
And the calendar, In all of it's disguises Was to The & miserable people Everywhere!
Gregcery issued a on it. Whereupon the contents Of the steno Identified it strenuously, And it as a way of life, And took their little by it. And went back 'n forth by it. And their rent by it, And before long were even Birthday parties in the By it, now. at last, Crecgery peccary's new
Had it possible For To out How old were!
hath God wrought?
Unfortunately, There were some Who did not wish to Know, And why, On his way from the office One night, was attacked By a of hunchmen! his way through the Evening traffic, notices That the vehicles which Crowd and bump his red car Are all inhabited by hip young people', They to be casting Sinister toward him their glinting acid burn- Out eyeballs, to run him Off the road, or him bump into Something, strong evidence Of aggression!
To them, greggery takes the Short forest off the express- Way. they after him in all of cars. trucks, buses, and Motorcycles.
Greggery a bumpy trail Off the main short road, Which leads him up the Of a famous (and Placed) mountain, and a strange on the edge of a cliff, not far From a little tree. . .with on it.
Meanwhile, the hunchmen (and hunch-'women) Through the forest until (realizing the little has Escaped, decide to park their Steaming in a circular Pseudo-wagon formation. . .
And a love-in!
Under the of a fantastic Amount of chemical amusement Aid, they to perform lewd Acts, rip each other off for Personal possessions, and With depraved abandon in the Of a six-foot of transistor radios Each one to a different station).
The hunchmen expire exhaustion, And greggery, Who has viewed the a safe distance, Breathes a of relief. . .
Phew! Only to be once again By a of immense laughter. . .
Ho! ho! ho!
seems to be rumbling up From the very depths of the In he has hidden his car!
(good lord! was that!? )
Grecgery realize He has himself Inside the mouth of the mountain!
Ho! ho! ho!
And, as you all know, Whenever laughs, Rocks and hack up, And the air for miles Is filled tons of dust, Forming a of huge clouds!
Who is making those new brown Who is making clouds these days? Ho is making those new clouds? ask a philostopher 'n see what he says!
Greggery stops at a gas And makes a phone
Is the old loft With the paint off it By the chinese Here the dogs by?
Is this here they The now, With the & the dust, Where the go to die?
How many yez Say yez got a few, Just around there With to do?
I just called yez up 'cause I to see A be of assistance To me! Gregcery receives 'the greatest livin to mankind' Is in possession of the Very In question, And, furthermore, information be his, If greggery would attend a 'special group (classes now forming), And available at a Low fee. . . And now, he is, 'the greatest philosto- known to mankind', Quentin denameland! it away!
"folks, As vou can see for yourself. The way this clock over Is behaving, is of affliction! Now this be cause for alarm Among a of you, as, a certain experience, I to proclaim: eons are closing'!"
Make checks payable to
-25.8-
'quentin denameland, Greatest livin to mankind'!
Who is those new brown clouds? Who is those clouds these days? Who is making those new clouds? If you ask a pilostopher, see you pays!