Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

No iblieve they be your friends that aint a ray gun in his pocket he's glad to see you this be a horny alien from outta the blue now let see if this flash back is real those little creatures a part of the deal so run or get ready to play just a little alien looking for a lay but wait you said eight ...

I saw a few growing up in arkansas
many years go
Mankind must pay for the
evil seeds we sow.
Sport to kill
what's the thrill
with gun or car
try it with bare feet and knife
won't get far
but that would be a challenge
and fair play
we will have to pay it back someday

Your daughter likes batman too,
and it looks like aliens in blue
too many or too few
to inspire you to fright
thank you for living my flashback tonight.

Your daughter likes batman too,
and it looks like aliens in blue
too many or too few
to inspire you to fright
thank you for living my flashback tonight.

And I assumed
cause she hung like the moon in his eyes
but why name your son dweezel
but Zappa did it his way
and I might say
it was an amazing way to do things.

Atoms in a Jar
kitchen sink
well a man that's got every thing
I think.

Lmao Now this puts the fucking JAM back in the JAM, I love it
"C"

The flute was a haunting sound from my past to blow me softly down into melancholy reminiscence of Jade Warrior compositions from a different time when "Waves" was an album and concepts musically divine. thank you for the beautiful treat. iblieve PS What Bands did you use to play with in Texas or an...

Ode to the walrus
but is that you
or is that me
should I helter Skelter
or Let It Be
while Lady Madonna
gets naked for me.
I love the picture
I love the walrus
and sometimes I think
I love me

I can't draw anything either but conclusions
and lost somewhere in the intellectual confusion
Homer is homed in on the lady who holds another's hand
or is ihe looking at the man.
Paintings can be read differently
and my reading reveals the old pervert in me.
iblieve
lmao

When words collide
we usually met
on the sharp edge of soft words
come on back soon
no one else appreciates
my strange blue world,
lmao

and the light blinds us to the truth
revealed between the blades we thought grass
but sharper in the light
words not colors to paint our fear
red
sunlight makes us feel
dead
run back to the darc
night
in the shadows we feel all
right

You knew Zappa
oh man you are lucky
I can only imagine the conversation
the wisdom behind the words
that to some were absurd
but to me played as sweet as his guitar
he was a unique star
do you know why he named his son dweezel,
lmao.

My will you can borrow careful don't load up my sorrow it more than most can carry So let's don't tarry too long walk on down and find a song to sing, to sing along it never takes me long. so back to the pic in blue looks like its me and you in this weird flashback just like me to get off track dera...

He was the master at word play I live by his words to this day And the slime still oozes from my TV set and I'd be willing to bet catholic girls still please unless its all a tease. Zappa was my hero way back when and moving to Montana this is the closest I've been Captain Beefheart was a friend san...