Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

stuck inside of mudville
with th nowheresville blues again
got so sedentary
may well nary travail again
used ta be a vagabond all my life
now i am settled down with a wife!
we go up the road a bit just ta git outa town
have a little whoopdedoo and act like a clown
oh yeah this summer we're gonna go see my dear old mom
but my vagabonding days are over
an there's no place like home!

last eve coming home from work
swooped down from the freeway
onto fifth avenue a favorite place for vagabonds to supplicate
saw a mendicate standing there with sign that read
"HOMELESS NEED HELP"
i swerved over
his eyes were rolled up inside his head
i said "here ya go, amigo"
was gonna hand him a couple dollars,
he was so forlorn,
i said "wait a minute"
and floated him a twenty
from my Mercedes in the land of plenty
his eyes opened wide and stammerred "gee thanks!"
the "wally" was silent
he is the unknown little brother
if lucky has a day laborer's job
as i slumber in my aiir cooled abode
feeling grumpy cause i won't hit the road
sail on ship of state
bon voyage

singing home sweet home
downtown baghdad
walking the streets of Gaza
wailing at The Wall



I have not had a couch in years
but I keep a mattress behind my bed room door
And Ram Das said some old guru said never make freinds with an elephant trainer unless you got room for an elephant in your back yard.

Mercedes classy wheels
Me an my sister try to go see mom once a year
Never too late for a mother's love
Son's get off so easy
My mother always gentle on my mind
My poor baby sister still mourning

Roll on daddy jimbo

a daddy in the paddy
on the wagon
off the road
go to see your mama
baby sister blues
put it on cruise control
let it roll

Mothers>>>
mine only broke my heart twice
Not her favorite son just her baby boy

Not much you can do about mom except wait her out
I hope you get to give her a hug.

a esqueleton timonel-sailor!!!

I´ll post my living-room timon-lamp here later. It´s my favourite one!! (no internet at home yet, grrrrr!!!)

¡ Un viaje en casa a la lámpara de mesa en el rincón!
¿Dónde está Pumba?

i'll give my mom a hug for you trucker tex
she won't let me take her photograph
she is soon to be 82

looks like billectric at the wheel
dude pops up in the strangest places
mortality hangs out like a wet cigarette the morning after

arrgh
dead men tell no tales
shiver me timbers!
teetering on the brink of kitsch
a tatterred sailor
walks the plank
his eyes rolled up inside his head
looking for mercy
the morning after
he got graced
on the path with heart
with death aways following

los libros vienen y van
(la mesita, la estación)
de vuelta de las vacaciones

teléfono descompuesto de enero
(hay más versiones ahora)
la insistencia de las cosas


books come & go
(little table station)
back from vacations

January dead telephone
(there are more versions now)
the insistence of things

poems in Spanish
rudder by lamplight
journeys to home
it is good to know

poemas en español
timón por luz de lámpara
viajes a en casa
es bueno saber