Demo by the Higgsmen
A View to die for
Its a place without a name
On an unnamed island somewhere
in the Mediteran….
…nian, Key Largo
or another obscure offshore port
Not made famous by Sophial Loren
Or Lady Gaga
It drives you gaga
when evil villains plot your demise
with a crew that is cruel and bejeweled,
with plans to kill you….
For… a view to die for
featherweight bodyguards die off like flames
Take the best, leave the rest
Pure evil is all that remains
But with a view to die for
Balloon moon I’ll be down soon
Maybe sooner than you know it
30 ft flames light the dawns early light
Oh say can you see what the press will call it
A balloon moon, au claire de la lune
A Nice day for a ballon d’essai tune
A nice day to start again
Sister shotgun wearing a sorghum grin
A steely grin is what you need
When u hit the wires ignition is imminent
No time to consult the manual of how-to
Drop like a led balloon, deflated without u
Sink like a line zapped luftballon
The moons a balloon, let me inflate you
Hook line and sinker whats the matter whats up
Sinkin within or without you
Sinkin and swimming
Pedal to the wheel
Steely grin tells em you got the metal
Cinnamon pinwheel donkey-tail spin
Holy mother of Moses , lay you down to weep
By the Avon River , 3 feet deep
A pocketful of moonbeams to keep me inspired
A dash of greying moondust from the moons funeral pyre
A blessing in disguise, oh boy what a good disguise
Didn’t see it coming tho its right before my eyes
A devil in the details, a devil in disguise
That old dust devil moonbeam caught me right between the eyes
The darkest time is now
The bleakest day is today
The worst moment to date
Is getting worse day by day
Oh dear lord I cannot pray
I can just say
Spare me another day
I’ve had enough I gotta say
Got to go paint my lips with candy poison
For all the cheating all the reasons
Clapped out jack adder snake in the grass
Sticking your cheat feathers where the sun don’t pass!
Does this remind you of the hoist
Where first you made my lips moist
Flagrantly flailing your arms as you flayed
Ziggy flayed the trumpet , without
skipping a backbeat, or skipping on the front lawn
The zeitgeist maker or breaker creates and destroys
Kissed the girls and made them boys
Lookin for coffee in the caffeine free aisle
Is pretty hard to do
Lookin for love in a love-less land
Is a ludicrous thing to do
Loveless landlubbers locked in long lingering looks
like loose canons ready to let loose their balls
Unleashing the loggerheads of loose change
Labouring over the notion of a notional ocean
Where there’s a will there’s an ocean of whey
Remember it’s only an ocean away
When the ocean is in motion your emotions can carry you away
You know you’re soaking in it, by law you need to clear the gangway
It’s a labor of love, little bird told me
A labor of love, little bird tweeted
Cock a doodle, cock a doodle do
any dude with a cock would squeeze his lemons for you
see yo later alligator, keep the pips in the refrigerator
any blind fool could see that one eyed greenhorn, time to emascuate her
get the defibrillator, quick! its a 187,
stealing heart in progress at the seven 11
sleep with the fishes if the fishes get lucky
meanwhile back in the barnyard the hens are gettin plucky
feathers flyin in the roost
straw people matting the hen-house floor
what do you take this hen house for?
your personal egg house, lord haw-de haw?
cock a doodle cock a doodle doo
all fired up with your didgeridoo
the 7 -11 is open past midnite
lets drive by and give it our best shot
i’ve had just about all i can take of this rooster cockburn
stick kim on the chuckwagon with the rest of the feathered-crew
we be eating crow till then
sow the seed somebody better put a muzzle on that kisser
because you know i do really miss her 
you got three seconds to run.
a 50 pound bullet weighing down your gun
not many people have the arms to flex
to lift that weapon in self defence
three more seconds to run.
and when i say three seconds, you’d best count ‘em down
3, 2 and 1
nothing else counts in a zero-sum system
you took the candles, you took the cake
i’d like to see you try and eat it too
class war between the haves and have-nots
you know there are no fleas in Havelock
Lord Jimmy Jimmy ran into his pimp
On the boat to Venezuela beaten by a chimp
cards on the deck, facing pokerface herself
mostly unremarkable occasionally erstwhile
(woo-hoo and a boo hoo hoo)
Any kind of Kingdom is heavy brother
brother, say it aint!
he aint condemning my Kingdom
he’s a shaved gorilla with a coat of paint!
A brother with a gorilla mother
is quite a beast god tells me so
simply brill i wanna fill
that goddam mouth-a with the lead from-a
Periodic table with a cellophane cover
up to the gunnels with dexy’s midnight runners
come on eileen you expect me to fall for
that and that and that, like jack sprat?
its a quantum leap from here to eternity
sky is the limit there is no certainty
tally up the sales of passables
the impossible is hand-change possible
Hitched a ride with Dewey Decimal
he played the radio at 90 decibels
jumbo jet engine firing all cylinders
three coins in the fountain of embers!
There’s a cloud over my shoulder
Dirt under my thumbnail
President in a pinstripe suit finds it hard
to launder the loot and bury Knute
In the same breath as greeting Saddam and Saddat,
sit down when you’re drinking, you can’t do that
Theres a silver lined cloud over my shoulder
a thorium cloud seeping over and over
theres not enough water for my beautiful baby
somebody save me, hells too hot for babies!
My beautiful moratorium burns while Rome fiddles
its for the kids, I keep telling you, the piggies in the middle
they are all that make sense in this cirque-de-sol world
the circle of life is an inaccurate parrallel
Alpine horns trumpet the dawn of the mountain age
for all the rage its time that you act your age
fingernails on the blackboard of time
send freaking shivers down your spine
[Rousing Chorus]
Cloud over my shoulder
Could it be any bolder
One more cigarette then I’m off to my destiny
Dropping my concrete bomb.
Shagged rock – its the truth its the proof
watcha gonna do when the rock police crush you
When all the outsiders are gone and no-one trusts you
When the hillbillies buy up your texas tea
Shagged rock – nothin left nothing to say
a mountain lion pile of rubble, shouldn’t be that way
once i found some kind of thrill
my love leaves limping with a sugar pill
the george and mildred syndrome
just-in-time reporting if you’d just read the intro
49 local D.A.’s
put their faith in the report and lock them away
[middle 8]
I’ll come and meet you on some other day
because today it aint no solitary day
today i’m mourning, later i’ll be nooning
after that who knows i think the hedge needs a-pruning
Who would have thought
A February day
Warm by all counts
As is the norm, warm
Precarious stacked plates
Slip and slide
And once they get going
Everyone gets a free ride
What would you give
Not to live
Thru this once in a lifetime event
again in your life?
The next one-in-one-hundred year event
May be sooner than predicted
The moon of Ken rings the earth
On a big night out, trying to pull
If the moon were just to stay still
We could harvest the best oysters
Swallow them by the pale blue moonlight
And send it on its way
Feels like after all that
I could king-punch the King Tide
As if it were a Neap-Tide
Or a piddling paddling-size surf froth
