PART 1:
i’m terrified of all that i see
so who’s counting on me?
for now i must obey the melody
those notes are for me
notationally free
occasionally out of order
i’m taking what’s mine
i ain’t got no time to shine
PART 2:
much too sedimentry
not quite elementry
landed in the gentry
turned my god against me
and you wonder why i wander, audrey hall
better get my back back ‘gainst the wall
PART 3:
i’ll bubble up so spectacularly
like a muffin in the oven
i will rise to the occasion
until suddenly you’re hungry
and i’m cause for celebration
but when you want some more
i’ll just be crumbs on someone’s floor
sweep away the all remains of me
who’s it gonna be?
like a waiter taking orders
he will curse under his breath
like an unwanted creator
i will only wish for death
little later in the kitchen
we’ll all feast upon the scraps
well the chairs are rather scarce there
so we use each other’s laps
PART 4:
(centuries and centuries and centuries and centuries…)
centuries and…
and sensory…
and san tropez
and savor…
and shameless
an hard to hear..
and hard to read..
refuse to
(same to oyu…same to me!)
come cesnor me…uncensor me…
centuries…
(come unto me…)
sa sa said my centurie
(we’ve got…centuries…
and san trapeze
“same old situation” ->
(centuries (swing version on ‘audrey hall’)