If you were sick, and I was around
I would make you, chicken soup
and put you to bed
and sing to you
call me, if you need, anything at all
call me, if you need, anything at all
and I stepped into, a new light
I stepped into, a new light
I stepped into, a new light
she says we always were in,
a rainbow, a rainbow, a rainbow
a rainbow

And then I woke up, all alone
I stayed in bed, no reason to get out
and I sent, a telepathic message
that said call me, if you need, anything at all
call me, if you need, anything at all
and I stepped into, a new light
I stepped into, a new light
I stepped into, a new light
she says we always were in,
a rainbow, a rainbow, a rainbow
a rainbow, a rainbow, a rainbow
a rainbow

Written in my teens, recorded in my 40's :p :D

she says

Recorded late night waaay back whenever, my friend at the time, recorded some beat boxing then went to sleep. I made a song out of it :p

The guitar solo section is mostly 4ths and I remember at the time thinking 'Ya! 4ths!  Something really different!  Nobody ever does that!   lol, there's a reason for that.  It's like a middle finger suddenly springing up in the recording.  Which I think I was going for?   Nowadays I find it really jarring and am slightly pissed off that I did that. I no longer have the bedtracks for it however, so this is how it stays.

Girl, when I said I needed you, I wasn't playin' 'round.
Got my passport on file.
I'll be takin' a trip, on my way to see you.
And when I do, Oh!
Girl, my mind is made up. Still I ain't struttin' like no peacock, for
the chicken heads
Gimme’ one slice of bread, and I will make a sandwich
One you never seen before,
one with a beautiful head, 
Of lettuce, cherry tomato,
the havarti of my soul, and some mustard on parole.
Ninja in the west, is livin' off lemon zest.
I tried my best, now put me to the
test.
Pretty flowers, diamond daffodils, flamin' flamingoes,
and all those other skills.
My mind is more riddled than a puzzle,
a puzzle of a maggot sittin' in a garbage bag in the dream,
a dream I discarded long long ago,
a dream that made me insane

Funky ll

Cuckoo (feat. Vov Abraxas)

Cuckoo 4eva

Cuckoo (feat.Vov Abraxas)

Phineas Gage, was a man who suffered a tragic accident when a railroad spike he was tampering explosives with, went through his head. His personality changed. Phineas Gauge liken the spike to music, altering their fundamental nature, in an utterly profound way.  

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    Strange, comforting, a funny tickly feeling just prior to the first wave of psychedelic introspection, a paradox on a long pier, and you sold all of your bananas on the last boat to Puerto Rico

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