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Totem Pole (1995)

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Drove out to the zoo today To watch them funky monkeys play The fat one was a Jew named Ruben We watched him laugh and puff a Cuban Welcome to the Cochran Zoo Come one, Come all Red White and Blue But bring a mop We're slinging slop Just think of all the fat we'll chew After lunch, our main desire Was mocking swine in their own mire The thin one leaned against a rail And marveled at my curly tail That is quite enough from you It's clear to us Your funds are through Please do unbend The silly grin You're now a part of Cochran's Zoo
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Thomas Thayer done growed up quick Been leadin' the adult life Got a steady job layin' common brick Done lassoed hisself a wife All the folks in town did look and frown with dubiosity That inbred fuck with a pickup truck done got a family And boy, did Tom and his shoeless wife and Mother Nature yield: Tammy, T.C. and Donna Bell, and a couple of cows in the field But all was not a Rockwell scene on Thayer's plot of land When Thomas T. stepped through that door, the air was thick as sand Now, Tommy worked most all the day, and drunk most all the night And now and then he'd slap his kids, and kick his shoeless wife Tom Thayer bricked up everything; Steel curtains was his draw And 'round his family and his life He'd forged hisself a wall When mealtime came, the family sat Kid dared not say a word And Tommy's wife--pots, pans and all-- be eatin' like a bird The kids sprung up in just a flash T.C. growed like his weed And though Tammy tramped the street for cash Donna brought home the H.I.V. From truth, my friends, these words do flow For I am not alone (You know how out-of-hand, to get, these things are mighty prone) Yes sir, it's true I seen it all that muggy eve of gloom Amidst the fierce and grainy glow of the Blue Kentucky Moon Tommy'd try from time to time to visualize amends But terry-cloth do hardly much to win a crack'd lens But Friday night, Tom skipped the bar, skipped all the way to home To find his wife's bare feet a-wrapped 'round Mr. Foreman's bone Stood out a certain certainty Tom, firm in his resolve Determined it was time to lay his greatest wall of all Ran past the gun and grabbed a glazed (the workman's favored lot) Before the sun, the bond did take a stretch of hill to seal the rot From truth, my friends, these words do flow For I am not a loon A bleak reality pervades these rancid docks of boon You bet it's true. I done it all that sultry night in June Awash in mesmerizing flow of the Blue Kentucky Moon
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Don't Bow 03:33
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Real 02:13
Another morning at the grind Chopping, slopping My throbbing mind When did I get this fuckin' job? Hey! It's closin' time! ahh yes there we go and now at last i finally know all the reasons why i labor so Holy shit, do I feel bad I swear tonight by ten I'm asleep No beer No tokes No Late Night TV with David Letterman you know i'll just take one toke maybe two but tomorrow night i'm serious tomorrow i get real Get serious Get real No one can know just how empty I feel No one can know just hard it is for me to get real
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Panic Button 03:01
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Jack and Jill Went up the hill to consummate their marriage Jack fooled around and lost his crown Now pays for golden carriage But Jack don't care "What's fair is fair" His partners say he's batty Jill cruises town drinking Royal Crown provided by Big Daddy I got the rubbers And I got the cream Now years have passed It's clear at last to Jack he's lost his Jill And, void of hope, with a big, fat rope Jack climbs again the hill Once at the tree, Old Jackson, he ties on his new neckband But 'cross the hill sits drunken Jill At the wheel of her sedan I got the rubbers and I got the cream With quite a start and thumping heart Jack runs to see his Jill And, although blitzed Jill too admits she too does miss this hill Now Jack is stanced to take a chance and blows a kiss her way And Jill don't mind familiar grind and beckons Jack to stay A moment's heat A sticky seat Jack knocks it into Drive Without a clue head-first into Eternal Bliss they dive
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Eighteen 02:20
1959 Familiar quiet plops itself upon our civic afternoon Reach down to fetch a lemonade from the porch's knotty, cork-filled grin Kitty darts across my lawn in plain pursuit of nothing A gleam from the Edsel slips right by As an acorn dives into the freshly paved parkway 1977 Johnny sits upon a curb watching leaf canoes drift by And off, somewhere, a mockingbird celebrates the clearing sky School bus pulls up and sighs relief Another demon gone And Johnny's day is a little brighter Skip on home with the big kids, John! 1995 Wake up to screams of neighbors' kids and mouth is mighty dry A fresh new patch of piercing green brings landlord into mind Add a hole to this old house The flies have got to go Across the way a mother cries Around her men in black take notes
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Long Cut 01:40
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Canteen Boy 03:23
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Pulse 03:24
A struggle to stare with glassy eyes my mind is numb from pain The rain pounds fiercely upon my glass A smile I try to feign Deep down inside it starts again That feeling so new, yet trite The pit of my stomach is tied in knots The tears to blue my sight A wave of shock, a realization of what has happened to me My aching heart, though torn apart is the only thing that sees Memories surface of better days, yet, only of those with her Yes, once again the pain is back and I wonder just what we were
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Home One Day 04:32

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released September 1, 1995

(c) 1995 Philip L. Thompson

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Phil Thompson Albuquerque, New Mexico

99-year-old white male. Six foot two, three. No pants, unkempt... portly.

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