Weekly Unconscious Mutterings Meme – Week 177

I say … and you think … ?

1. Newspaper :: Print
2. Crucify :: “every rainy day”… or… “shiseido red” (see below)
3. Sausage :: Ummm, Ummmm, let’s see… right… uh… Picasso?
4. Handy :: Practical
5. Cloak :: Dagger
6. Drunk :: Sober
7. Fuel :: Diatribe
8. Caress :: Nibble
9. Itch :: Scratch
10. Vehicle :: Vector

“A high-brow is someone who looks at a sausage and thinks of Picasso.”
– A. P. Herbert

Muhammed My Friend

muhammad my friend
it’s time to tell the world
we both know it was a girl
back in bethlehem
and on that fateful day
when she was crucified
she wore shiseido red and we drank tea
by her side

sweet sweet
used to be so sweet to me

muhammad my friend
i’m getting very scared
teach me how to love my brothers
who don’t know the law
and what about the deal on that flying
trapeze got a peanut butter hand
but honey do drop in at the
dew drop inn

sweet sweet
between the boys and the bees

and moses i know
i know you’ve seen fire
but you’ve never seen fire
until you’ve seen pele blow
and i’ve never seen light
but i sure have seen gold
and gladys save a place for me
on your grapevine
till i get my own tv show

ashre ashre ashre ashre
and if i lose my cracker jacks at the
tidal wave i got a place
in the pope’s rubber robe

muhammed my friend
it’s time to tell the world
we both know it was a girl
back in bethlehem

Crucify

every finger in the room
is pointing at me
i wanna spit in their faces
then i get afraid what that could bring
i got a bowling ball in my stomach
i got a desert in my mouth
figures that my COURAGE
would choose to sell out now

i’ve been looking for a savior
in these dirty streets
looking for a savior
beneath these dirty sheets
i’ve been raising up my hands
drive another nail in
just what GOD needs
one more victim

why do we crucify ourselves
every day i crucify myself
nothing i do is good enough for you
crucify myself
every day
i crucify myself
and my HEART is sick of being
in chains

got a kick for a dog
beggin’ for LOVE
i gotta have my suffering
so that i can have my cross
i know a cat named easter
he says will you ever learn
you’re just an empty cage girl
if you kill the bird

i’ve been looking for a savior
in these dirty streets
looking for a savior
beneath these dirty sheets
i’ve been raising up my hands
drive another nail in
got enough GUILT to start
my own religion

why do we crucify ourselves
every day i crucify myself
nothing i do is good enough for you
crucify myself
every day i crucify myself
and my HEART is sick of being
in chains

please be
save me
i CRY

looking for a savior
in these dirty streets
looking for a savior
beneath these dirty sheets
i’ve been raising up my hands
drive another nail in
where are those angels
when you need them

why do we crucify ourselves
every day i crucify myself
nothing i do is good enough for you
crucify myself
every day i crucify myself
and my HEART is sick of being
in chains

why do we
crucify ourselves
everyday

never going back again
crucify myself
again you know
never going back again to
crucify myself
everyday