| Picked up Life Magazine
|
| Cover story
|
| 45th Anniversary of Jaws
|
| Remember believing in Jaws and Barreta and in Santa Clause?
|
| Man I was 8 years old when I saw Jaws
|
| And I still watch Jaws to relive the adventure and for the good nostalgia
|
| Pre-pubescent years
|
| No bullshit on my mind
|
| Nobody tryin' to fuck me
|
| Tryin' to take a piece of me
|
| I watch Jaws and of all the bullshit I am free
|
| I read this article in Life Magazine and I felt free
|
| When Brodey says «You're gonna need a bigger boat»
|
| I’m brought back to countless memories of watching the Jaws
|
| With so many lovers being beside me
|
| Throughout my history
|
| Throughout my life
|
| Throughout the eras
|
| Watchin' the movie on videotape back in Ohio
|
| And here in San Francisco and out in the Sierras
|
| Plywood Storefront Summer
|
| Plywood Storefront Summer
|
| Sometimes I lay in a spell all day
|
| And the world just keeps spinnin'
|
| I can feel it spinnin' while looking at the ceiling
|
| It’s comforting to know that one day when I’m gone the world will keep turning
|
| And that maybe I’ll get out just before the whole planet’s fuckin' burning
|
| I take refuge below my ceiling
|
| And decompress in this world that spews so many hateful feelings
|
| Takin' a day off from this world full of bad dealings
|
| And corruption and judgement and freewheeling
|
| I peek out my window
|
| I look at the mother dove and her young fledglings
|
| And I find that picture so healing
|
| I just watched two doves raise their young and they flew off
|
| And to my surprise in flew another one
|
| They give me comfort through this Plywood Storefront Summer
|
| I get depressed as fuck lookin' at all the movin' trucks
|
| People movin' to Pinole and Alameda Antioch
|
| I got confused because somebody who’s texting me about all the mask sex they
|
| were having
|
| Going on and on and bragging about all the mask sex they were having
|
| I said good for you, wrong number, I’m reading Life Magazine
|
| Thank you for sharing
|
| Plywood Storefront Summer
|
| Plywood Storefront Summer
|
| And when I’m lonely and can’t sleep I walk somewhere and back
|
| I walk down East 5th at 4:00 a.m. hit 7/11 strapped with a knife
|
| In the event that I’m attacked
|
| I walk the night
|
| I always walk the night
|
| Because I love the night
|
| I embrace the night
|
| But there’s not enough things open at night
|
| We all know nothin' good happens after midnight
|
| If I was president antique malls would be open all night
|
| So I could buy victrolas at 4:00 a. |
| m
|
| So I could by old Chinaware at 4:00 a. |
| m
|
| So I could buy old gardening tools at 4:00 a. |
| m
|
| So I could buy old issues of Life
|
| If I was president my Vice would be Iron Mike
|
| 'Cause Mike says smart things like
|
| «My ego allows me to be kind to others because being kind to others allows me
|
| to be kind to myself and that’s my ego’s objective without the struggle»
|
| So I woke up this morning and looked at my calming birds
|
| Thinkin' I can’t believe it tomorrow night I’m actually playin' a concert in
|
| Big Sur
|
| Damn this whole year’s been one big long fuckin' blur
|
| Let me tell you by the time I get to Big Sur
|
| My pianist is gonna bedazzle you with style of both restraint and flurry
|
| And me, I’m bringin' the mic and the sound and the fury
|
| Tomorrow night there won’t be no fuckin' around
|
| Tomorrow night in Big Sur I’m gonna throw it down
|
| As if Henry Miller was still alive and was there to enjoy and observe
|
| I’m gonna throw down tomorrow night in Big Sur
|
| As if it’s my last night on Earth |