Making Love To A Vampire With A Monkey On My Knee

[Dillinger]

Any other Captain Beefheart fans here? His music is incredible but his lyrics/poetry stand up just fine on their own...

Making Love To A Vampire With A Monkey On My Knee

Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee
The pond shined dry like a ladies compact
Lilies leaped like flat green hearts with white hearts
Squirting yellow pollen...cocks...
Ferns ran like cool spades.. fossils. ..away from rocks
Bees echoed dark carbon hums that dashed in nothing
Gnats fucked my ears 'n nostrils
Hit my brain like hones 'n numbed t' nothing
Wings stuck on liquid bones
Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee
The moon poured hollow down my milky leg
Splashed still ‘n moved
The wind peed down the willows 'n pricked the needle vine
The monkey moved a fur shadow... its soot tail curled in twos
Its lips smiled needles.. its eyes rolled loose
Her throat broke open... glistened in the dew
Red berries dangled like a dream of rubies too
Snot muscles ran down her ivory chin 'n tooth within
A locket... a pin held fast to then, my love, my pocket deep within
'N senses dangled the chain that clasped me to her then
The messenger spoke the wind that blows between our time
I sensed you then 'n whispers spin 'n flow in silver dust
Around the pointed pin
Sent to nothing
God, please fuck my mind for good
Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee
Oh fuck that thing.. .fuck that poem...eyes crawl out with maggots
White cloth bones pile up light thrown blades
Rags ‘n skull.. scoops soil cracks.. .drain screams.. please
Take my hand 'n join me... too soon its clutches gleams
Making love to a vampire with a monkey on my knee
Death be damned... life

 

[Jim_Henson]

You were loving me and Rog's Rachel was on my knee?

DAMN.

 

[Dillinger]

Ella Guru

Now here she comes walkin'
Lookin' like uh zoo
Hello Moon Hello Moon
Hi Ella high Ella Guru
She know all the colors that nature do
High Ella high Ella Guru
High yella high red high blue she blew
High Ella high Ella Guru
She do what she mean
'n she do what she do
Got sumptin' fo' me sumptin' fo' you
She sho' sumptin'
She's young too
Ella Guru Ella Guru
Ella Guru Ella Guru
Ha ha right right
Just dig it
That's right "The Mascara Snake"
Fast 'n bulbous
Tight also
Ella Guru Ella Guru
Ella Guru Ella Guru
Ella Guru

 

[Dillinger]

The Dust Blows Forward And The Dust Blows Back

There's ole Gray with 'er dove-winged hat
Threre's ole Green with her sewing machine
Where's the bobbin at?
Tote'n old grain in uh printed sack
The dust blows forward 'n dust blows back
And the wind blows black thru the sky
And the smokestack blows up in suns eye
What am I gonna die?
Uh white flake riverboat just flew by
Bubbles popped big
'n uh lipstick Kleenex hung on uh pointed forked twig
Reminds of the bobby girls
Never was my hobby girls
Hand full uh worms and uh pole fishin'
Cork bobbin' like uh hot red bulb
'n uh blue jay squeaks
His beak open an inch above uh creek
Gone fishin' for a week
Well I put down my bush
'n I took of my pants 'n felt free
The breeze blowin' up me 'n up the canyon
Far as I could see
It's night now and the moon looks like uh dandelion
It's black now 'n the blackbird's feedin' on rice
'n his red wings look diamonds 'n lice
I can hear the mice toes scamperin'
Gophers rumblin' in pile crater rock hole
One red bean stuck in the bottom of uh tin bowl
Hot coffee from uh krimpt up can

Me 'n my girl named Bimbo Limbo Spam

 

[cybergirly]

Beatle Bones And Smokin' Stones

Beatle Bones And Smokin' Stones
beatle bones and smokin' stones
The dry sands fall
the strawberry mouth strawberry moth STRAWBERRY CATERPILLAR strawberry
butterfly strawberry fields
All the winged eel slither on the heels of today's children
"Strawberry Fields Forever"

yeah roosters ol glass roosters stick to your race
in a drag queen live wood farmhouse
tractors are clawin people are crawlin
trees in a row climbin a coach and I blow rich
red blue yellow sunset
where I set you set and I've loved and you've loved
And I've seen and you've seen

Chalk man has just made his mark and crumbled
the dark- the light -the dark -the day
Porcelain children see thru white lights
Soft cracker bats Cheshire cats named
The Dark The light The Dark
The day
Blue veins thru gray felt tomorrows
Sell your sailboat ye ole feathered kind
blow it into a pond swayin' in circles
red blue yellow sunset
Where I've set and you've set and I've loved and you've loved
What I saw and you saw
"Strawberry fields Forever"

(NOTE: written to putdown "Pepper "and "Satanic" style psychedelia these lyrics are intentionally ridiculous)

 

[Dillinger]

*LOL* - Cybergirly - a very cool sychronicity - I was just listening to that song you posted a couple hours ago while working out! That one and the one and "Making Love To a Vampire With a Monkey on My Knee" is what made me think of starting this thread.

I should have known you'd come through!

 

[sabbathstorm]

We used to listen to Captain Beefheart in my Deviant Anthropology class. I miss that!

 

[Dillinger]

Was that just for fun in the background or did the teacher use Beefheart to illustrate certain principles of deviant anthropology?

I Wanna Find Me A Woman That'll Hold My Big Toe Till I Have To Go

I wanna find me a woman who'll hold my big toe till I have to go
I wanna find a blue swirl plastic ocarina
About five miles long
And play with them sweet potatoes all night long
'cause them yams have all them eyes that yawn
'yearn down yonder below the ground
'n their golden hair is ah dirty brown
I wanna find me a woman that'll hold my big toe till I go
I wanna hold me a woman that'll find my big toe
Till I have to go
'n sow my last sweet potato.

 

[cybergirly]

Dropout Boogie

You wanna do what (repeat) I told you what (repeat) (repeat both)
Go ta school (repeat) just cain't (repeat) dropout (repeat)
Ya getta job (repeat) Dunno whattit (repeat)
What it's all about (repeat)
you told her ya love her so figured her mother ya love her adapt her
(repeat) adapt her adapter (repeat)

Support her (repeat) she says she's no boarder
getta job (repeat) ya gotta support her
ya told her you loved her so figured her mother
ya love her adapt her (repeat) adapt her adapter (repeat)
'n;' what about after that (repeat)

 

[Dillinger]

Orange Claw Hammer

Uh thick cloud caught uh piper clubs tail
The match struck blue on uh railroad rail
The old puff horse was just pullin' thru
'n uh man wore uh peg leg forever
I'm on the bum where the hoboes run
The air breaks with filthy chatter
Oh I don't care there's no place there
I don't think it matters
My skin's blazin' thru
'n my clothes in tatters
'n the railroad looked
Like uh "Y" up the hill of ladders
Ohe shoe fell on the gravel
One stick poked down
Gray of age fell down on uh pair of ears
An eagle shined thru my hole watch pocket
Uh gingham girl baby girl
Passed me by in tears
Uh jack rabbit raised his folded ears
Uh beautiful sagebrush jack rabbit
'n an oriole sang like an orange
His breast full uh worms
'n his tail clawed the evenin' like uh hammer
His wings took t' air like uh bomber
'n my rain can caught me uh cup uh water
When I got into town
Odd jobs mam ah yer horse I'll fodder
I'm the round house man
I once was yer father
Uh little up the road uh wooden
Candy stripe barber pole
'n above it read uh sign "Painless Parker"
Lic-licorice twisted around under uh fly
'n uh youngster cocked 'er eye
God before me if I'm not crazy
Is my daughter
Come little one with yer little dimpled fingers
Gimme one 'n I'll buy you uh cherry phosphate
Take you down t' the foamin' brine 'n water
'n show you the wooden tits
On the Goddess with the pole out s'full sail
That tempted away yer peg legged father
I was shanghaied by uh high hat beaver moustache man
'n his pirate friend
I woke up in vomit 'n beer in uh banana bin
'n uh soft lass with brown skin
Bore me seven babies with snappin' black eyes
'n beautiful ebony skin
'n here it is I'm with you my daughter
Thirty years away can make uh seaman's eyes
Uh round house man's eyes flow out water
Salt water

 

[cybergirly]

Orange Claw Hammer is one of my favorites

 

[Dillinger]

Trout's Mask Replica, to me, was a milestone in its time. A fucking classic.

 

[cybergirly]

For some reason this reminds me of you...

Hair Pie: Bake I (instrumental)

Dialogue:
Woman: "We just moved in around here, we heard you playing so we decided we'd come up and find out who it was."
Don Van Vliet: (laughing) "Huh huh, yes, er, it's Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band".
Man: "Really?"
DVV: "Yeah. Where did yer move here from?"
Woman: "Oh, just from . . ."
Man: (interrupting) "Reseda"
Woman: "Yeah"
DVV: "Reseda?"
Woman: "Yeah"
DVV: "She's nice . . . Whaddaya think?"
Man and woman together: "Sounds good"
DVV: "It's a bush recording. We're out recording bush. Name of the composition is Ne-Neon Meate Dream of an Octafish"
Woman: "Hum um, nice"
DVV: "No, it's Hair Pie"
Woman: "Look at the drummer there"
Man: "Huh"

 

[Dillinger]

Its probably the "Ne-Neon Meate Dream of an Octafish" line. Its very much like an Octagon Banter.

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Doped in stunned mirages

It's like a white onion-fleshed pumpkin tiny black eyes and round paper hairs laughing white collars minced muted in the huffing dry morning wind that jingled like fish bones...

the black felt loam seeped hungrily and the waxy pepper stones puffed green tongued cactus with red hat thorny flowers seeped lazy in their thirst searching in their proteceted nakedness in the bottom of Arizona's ocean...

the sun stroked the grey fleshed drunk curtains and a lizard flipped off like a star of scales 'n pukedafly of a yoke yellow throaty chirp...

a senseless dust devil sucked the brush debris chimney soaring invisible waterfalls and drenched the still mirror...

a joshua grated and danced a crow on each hand finger it's green straw hat tipped off balance 'n web-like in spoken myth whispers...

deserted lady beautiful barren... a kangaroo rat swalloed it's cotton nest from a feathered shadow jerking... her face tatooed with life forever...

a picket fence poked the wet morning apron and ran around a tree...

she grew old while she was young so she could be young the rest of her life...

purple mounding dances doped in stunned mirages

 

[Dillinger]

For some reason this reminds me of you...

Hair Pie: Bake I (instrumental)

Dialogue:
Woman: "We just moved in around here, we heard you playing so we decided we'd come up and find out who it was."
Don Van Vliet: (laughing) "Huh huh, yes, er, it's Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band".
Man: "Really?"
DVV: "Yeah. Where did yer move here from?"
Woman: "Oh, just from . . ."
Man: (interrupting) "Reseda"
Woman: "Yeah"
DVV: "Reseda?"
Woman: "Yeah"
DVV: "She's nice . . . Whaddaya think?"
Man and woman together: "Sounds good"
DVV: "It's a bush recording. We're out recording bush. Name of the composition is Ne-Neon Meate Dream of an Octafish"
Woman: "Hum um, nice"
DVV: "No, it's Hair Pie"
Woman: "Look at the drummer there"
Man: "Huh"

Neon Meate Dream Of A Octafish

Lucid tentacles test 'n sleeved
'n joined 'n jointed jade pointed
Diamond back patterns
Neon meate dream of a octafish
Artifact on rose petals
'n flesh petals 'n pots
Fack 'n feast 'n tubes tubs bulbs
In jest incest injest injust in feast incest
'n specks 'n speckled speckled
Speckled speculation
Fedlocks waddlin' feast
Archaic faces frenzy
Ceramic fists artificial deceased
'n cists rancid buds burst
Dank drum 'n dung dust
Meate rose 'n hairs
Meaty meate rose 'n hairs
Meaty dream wet meate
Limp damp rows
Peeled 'n felt fields 'n belts
Impaled on 'n daeman
Mucus mules
Twot trot tra la tra la
Tra la tra la tra la
Whale bone fields 'n belts
Whale bone farmhouse
Cavorts girdled 'n latters uh lite
Cavorts girdled 'n latters uh lite
Uh dipped amidst
Squirmin' serum 'n semen 'n syrup 'n semen
'n serum
Stirrupped in syrup
Neon meate dream of a octafish

 

[cybergirly]

Your right that is very Octagon like.

Ink Mathematics

Ink mathematics
grey mass ecstatics
noggin elastics
cerebral tatics
cranium classics
brainium domics
denizen omics
grey massmatics
quantum pur9e
it's plain to feel
hard to see
fission antics
abombastics
death antiques
wrong deductions
poor instructions
mass destructions
peace antiques
singing ink mathematics
hop along with me
ink mathematics
moon to a flea
ink mathematics
I breathe black and white
day and night
grey gymnastics
ink math ah ratics
mathfantastics
ink mathematics
moon to a flea
ink mathematics
hop along with me
ink mathematics
moon to a flea

 

[sabbathstorm]

Was that just for fun in the background or did the teacher use Beefheart to illustrate certain principles of deviant anthropology?

He used "Ashtray Heart" and Hendrix's "Manic Depression" to get into discussions on mental illness and the stigmas attached to it.

 

[Dillinger]

Ashtray Heart

You used me like an ashtray heart
Case of the punks
Right from the start
I feel like a glass shrimp in a pink panty
With a saccharine chaperone
Make invalids out of supermen
Call in a "shrink"
And pick you up in a girdle
You used me like an ashtray heart
Right from the start
Case of the punks
Another day, another way
Somebody's had too much to think
Open up another case of the punks
Each pillow is touted like a rock
The mother / father figure
Somebody's had too much to think
Send your mother home your navel
Case of the punks
New hearts to the dining rooms
Violet heart cake
Dissolve in new cards, boards, throats, underwear
Ashtray heart
You picked me out, brushed me off
Crushed me while I was burning out
Then you picked me out
Like an ashtray heart
Hid behind the curtain
Waited for me to go out
A man on a porcupine fence
Used me for an ashtray heart
Hit me where the lover hangs out
Stood behind the curtain
While they crushed me out
You used me for an ashtray heart
You looked in the window when I went out
You used me like an ashtray heart.

 

[sabbathstorm]

Thanks Dilly. It's been almost 10 years since I first heard that and it's really stuck in my head.

 

[Dillinger]

Seam Crooked Sam

The mule kicked off a new one
and the stockings ran up Seam Crooked Sam
bandana frock stuffed with smoke
and ears out flopped like bowlin' pins
hog troughs hocked and wallered in cool mud bins
and patent leather hooves
split in twos
rooms for rent down t' Ben's
Frendsa danced in a frenzy
choked a juke bird with froth glass ferns
and turpentine urns her sawdust daily keep
and whiskey creeps down her neck naked front
and red leatherette
peen button set where her fanny sweat
raised her wrist-a-fan and a mouse coughed cotton
through a screen door cracked sand
rooms rent only to friends
Hat Rack Hotel
architecture tincture of red Arkies
pinched the southern belle
and splayed his cracked nail hand
grey fedora--snappy band
and the camel walls yelluh like damp dead chickens
beak down the hard wood floor
and the music--O the music
harp man blew his best lung white shirt
his feet worked like a monkey out the door
and Dora robbed a baby through a dark bebop
licorice lenses fogged in hot sorrow
through the floorboards at the general store
yuh foods still in the hot hand oven
apple pie cooked through a seed bruised stem eye
sticky in the window of Momma Frame Broke
rope bell dinglin'