In the days after electricity
in the dreams of those days
Radio was born
one midsummer afternoon Radio was receiving
oral sex from a comely negress
as the orgasmic spasms began to take hold Radio's eyes closed
& Radio became visionary seeing into history
he saw into Europe when the glaciers roamed
and far along into wide open Asia
he saw all the way back down the trail to Africa
to the very beginning where a white man sat at a piano
a white man with shaken nerves & a rattled brain
a white man whose sanity
was the hapless victim
of too much love.
the days after electricity
the days after electricity
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
Re: the days after electricity
Too mucho...toot bien...toot my horn...from here to Kalamazoo ....can't ya hear it???
me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
Re: the days after electricity
enjoyed the ride....thanx
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: the days after electricity
I can hear it - from sea to see - thx Mark
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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