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relay alpha, bravo, charlie

there’s enormous gaps in your education

there’s enormous gaps in my education

there’s a plentiful lack of giddy up in your wuh uh uh

there’s a plentiful lack of giddy up in my wuh uh uh

swing-dancing the most remotest thing to communism are we?

still swing-dancing the most remotest thing to communism are we?

well, that seems hokey these days to suggest it

well, that seems hokey these days not to suggest it

tetherball—

in the rain—

glasses flying off—

the left eye is burning a blurry sight’s all sensation

the left eye is burning a blurry sight’s not much sensation

some sensation

all sensation

these centrists

slipstreams to the right

what are we going to do—
play badminton with sectarians?

what are we going to do
play badminton with sectarians?

launch a blogspot?

a slip in the mud is a muddy endeavor

a muddy endeavor is a penny earned

a penny earned is a penny accounted for

(hah! who said that?)

the left eye is burning a blurry sight’s all sensation meanwhile

the left eye is burning a blurry sight’s no sensation meanwhile

the right eye can see perfectly meanwhile

the right eye can discern a way out

the right eye discerns a way out

out out      for you

out out      for me

swing-dancing the most remotest thing to communism

of course swing-dancing the most remotest thing to communism

as as boring as hoarding boredom as you’ve become

as as boring as hoarding boredom as I’ve become

got a bolt lock

got a bolt lock

got a bolt lock bolt lock bolt lock

for a heart

no such thing as heart

no heart in such a thing

no such thing as no heart in such a thing

but no such thing as heart

and now you need and seek and beseech one

and now I need and seek and beseech one

no such thing

and no such thing as key

and no such thing as key is what’s a heart is what’s a—

bolt lock

bolt lock bolt lock bolt lock

got a—

there’s ENOURMOUS gaps in my education

there’s ENOURMOUS gaps in your education

there’s a lil’ wee lack of giddyup in my wuh uh uh

there’s a lil’ wee lack of giddyup in your wuh uh uh

swing-dancing the most remotest thing to communism are we?

still swing-dancing the most remotest thing to communism are we?

Dullllllll
dim-bowed heart

Dullllllll
dim-bowed heart (feel!) (feel!)

Dullllllll…grim-bowed…head…

Jack ol’ him and Jill ol’ her—you don’t suppose—
you don’t suppose they’ve a
down right quit
the revered art-form
of

tetherball

a jab

a jab
and a jibe

a jig
and a jag

a slip
and a slide

a slippin’ an’ a raucous in the rain

a slippin’ an’ a raucous in the rain

roll roll roll to dig

The key in the mud (half-covered in blood)

The key if the mud—“say who?”

Dullllllll dim-bowed heart (feel!) (feel!)

dull…dim…bared…hurt (heal!)

punch
punch