New Blues

by David P. Smith

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Track Name: New Blues #5 - Walkin Talkin Blues
I drank an Olympic-sized swimming pool filled with whiskey
I was planning on drinking a supertanker more
I’d given up on standing and walking upright
I’d taken up crawling on the floor
I had been learning lots of songs
about moles and lizards and birds and warbled and wobbled
and living alone in cabins on mountains
with shotguns and vats full of gin
Baffled by the ways of women
I had been writing lots of songs about blood and wine and cigarettes
I’d been drinking to remember instead of drinking to forget

I woke up in the morning and I drank five bottles of wine
started out walking upon the telephone lines
over emerald driving ranges department stores on fire
celebrities politicians hustlers hipsters hookers liars
tracks and shacks and strip malls
baseball diamonds
Smoking factories burning black trees a river running brown
just kept walking on those telephone lines right outta Skeleton Town

I left my head in a laundromat at the edge of town
fuckin thing was a fuckin idiot always acting like a clown
left my heart in a box at the side of the road
fuckin thing was disobedient wouldn’t do what he was told
Had to leave my liver in jar by the river
I’d told him more than once never yell give’er
beside the cellphone island in the shopping mall
where the Queens of High School gather to make important calls
the young bucks primp and preen discuss the gravity of their balls

I had seen the field of green where broken hearts all lie
I had spent one night in the room where losers sit and cry
I’d been walking above the road
that is paved with the hair and bones
of old lovers and lost friends
a road I thought would never end

I walked one thousand miles decided I would stop
that’s when I was accosted by a big ole cop
he said Son I’m gonna arrest you for walking in the air
I said Officer that ain’t fair I was not walking in the air
I was walking on them telephone lines
he said boy I don’t like your attitude you smell like cherry wine
I’m gonna pound your ass so fuckin hard you’ll be shittin out your mouth
you’re gonna wish that whore your mother never let you out
Now I was not enamoured by this turn of luck
being corn-holed by good ole boy would suck

I was quivering in my space boots
I was leaking from my meat flute
I was spraying in my diaper
I was praying for a sniper
to make a deadly intervention
just one bullet of prevention
But there was no need to fear
there was an answer to my prayer

You see suddenly from the sky that big ole cop was hit
he exploded like a jam jar his torso totally split
he’d been struck down from the heavens by a deadly drone
launched by King Obama upon his ebony throne

Well I headed into town man I had to share the news
I got the walkin on the telephone line walkin talkin blues
Well I headed into town man I had to share the news
I got the walkin on the telephone line walkin talkin blues
Well I headed into town man I had to share the news
I got the walkin on the telephone line walkin talkin blues
Track Name: New Blues #2 - Funeral Blues
I emote
with icons
stumbling down the passage of time
with two thin dimes on my feet
silver dollars in my sockets
draped in a cool white sheet

I could see the storm a-rising as I rolled on 'round the bend
I was thinking about the funerals I've been planning to attend
in my cum-stained pants
my curly hair shirt
in my wagon of woe dragging a world of hurt
with a sack of blood, a bottle of dirt
Lightning struck the cruise ship
it shattered like a pomegranate
and I clung to two hearts that keep me anchored on this planet

Chorus

Sightless speechless a maggot wriggles in the muck
contemplates the vagaries of old Lady Luck
Is a bum hand better than no hand at all
is it best to grovel in shit or to rise up and risk the fall
Sun pierced through the clouds
a heavenly sword of wrath
and I said to the maggot
Yo maggot do the math

Chorus

I could see the storm a-rising as I rolled on 'round the bend
and I was thinking about my funeral and who might attend
The haters, the lovers, my sisters, and brothers
Stars rained from the sky tiny daggers in the night
and I said to myself he Davey boy
it's fight or flight

Chorus
Track Name: Picture of Me
Do you remember that picture of me in a wheat field with that lean brown dog
his hound dog dink was lipstick pink
a redtail hawk flew over and gave us a wink
And the Alberta sky was as blue as the Aegean Sea
do you remember, remember that picture of me
The Alberta sky was as blue as the Aegean Sea
will you remember, will you remember me
And a great long soft white cloud like a feather
stretched across the sky
and it was two hours and twenty-five minutes
before I said good-bye

CHORUS
Do you remember
do you remember that picture of me
Will you remember
will you remember me
Do you remember
do you remember that picture of me
Will you remember
will you remember me

Do you remember that picture of me in the bright white light
with a galloping horse
My eyes were two black holes
portals to an underworld hotel
Where the menacing ceilings hover over cold cold beds
like conquering aliens from the darkness overhead
and dirty curtains guard the windows where we sleep
will you remember
will you remember me
and thick soft swollen grey cloud like the belly of a whale
filled the sky
and it was twenty-two years,
twenty-two days
two hours and twenty-five minutes
after I said good-bye

CHORUS
Track Name: New Blues #3 - Yodel Blues
I was waitin for the rapture and watching the big game
Jesus went to Luxton so the rapture never came
Rapture dude said 'Did I say May I meant October'
now the whole town is suffering with revelation phobia
Wise man built his house upon the rock
foolish man built his house inside a clock

The hideous man gazes upon his reflection
I can smell his filthy haunches I can smell his dejection
He been carving up the TV eating it for dinner
he should be gettin fatter but his head is gettin thinner
He got a time machine keeps track of the latest trends
he got a rocket ship to visit his so-called friends

The old lady kills the heat when she goes to her deathbed
I got codeine tylenol, rye whiskey for my aching head
I'm sitting in this kitchen chair going pretty fast.....nowhere
My toxified body is creaking and groaning
ghosts and demons are squeaking and moaning

Had to see what was in the TV had to see what made it ooze
Took a walk inside the TV with my TV walkin shoes
There's a poison toad squirming in the road
there's a 24 hour weasel diggin a great big hole
There's my Momma and my Daddy, Tinkerbell and the Beast
there's a made for TV movie 'bout a serial killing priest

Now there's blood on the carpet there's a hole in my door
my clock says one million when it oughta say four
There's a hard rain falling a hard hard rain
my legs are getting numb my skin is turning grey
I think I better take a trip right up to the sun
I'll just pack my lucky monkey and my magic ray gun

I can't get no sleep it's raining in my bed
I need an umbrella to keep the dreams off my head
Thing I like about night is it ain't light
thing I like about day is it ain't night
Best thing about trees is they don't walk
thing I like about stones is they don't talk

I buried my cemetery suit 'neath the old smokestack
I was waitin for the Revenue Man in a burning shack
when I dreamed I was a pig they called me Mr. Big
I had young strong men fetching my swill
It was a soma robot wing ding an alien spacecraft hymn sing
toothless Grampa skull grin I wish I knew just one thing
Track Name: New Blues #6 - Ambition Blues
I got an ambition
to get drunk and fall asleep
under a tree from whose canopy a rainbow shoots straight to the heavens
like a jumbo trademark in the sky
and I don't wanna remember my dreams
last time I remembered my dreams
a sad clown stumbled out of a backwoods shithouse
pants round his ankles his dick in his hand
craned his neck to the yellow heavens and shouted
I'm a man
I'm a man
I'm a man
and I got ambition
I got ambition
I got ambition
I got ambition

I got an ambition to get drunk and fall asleep
WAKE UP
be King of A Land where I'm the man hot bitches in canary yellow bikinis fawn over
hangin on my every word and gesture
leaning in to stroke my sky blue polyester
I got ambition
I got ambition
I got ambition

I got an ambition to get drunk and fall asleep
under a tree from whose canopy a rainbow shoots straight to the heavens like a jumbo trademark in the sky
And I don't wanna remember my dreams
last time I remembered my dreams
there was a plague of princesses
swarming little bitches in sparkling shoes, sequined dresses
rampaging gangs of them roaming the streets
calvacades of long pink limousines
fuelled by the blood of African babies
It was botox detox knock knock joke
It was a get rich quick slick bitch cream dream scheme
and I got ambition
I got ambition
I got ambition
I got ambition

I got an ambition to see a catfish fuck a lawyer
catfish by the name of Destroyer
the oldest oiliest blackest catfish in the river
catfish dick so cold it make that lawyer shiver
when Destroyer shoots his load that lawyer gonna quiver
and I got an ambition
to see a lawyer fuck an eel
watch that lawyer make that little eel squeal
with his lawyer laws
his lawyer clause
his beastly lawyer paws

I got an ambition to get drunk and fall asleep
under a tree from whose canopy a rainbow shoots straight to the heavens like a jumbo trademark in the sky
And I don't wanna remember my dreams
last time I remembered my dreams
There was blood
human blood
There was blood
human blood
There was blood
human blood
There was blood
human blood
and men with charcoal heads
and black snakes on fire inside pipes of lead
and a rogue yolk moon burst into the sky
cracked the clouds open
white truck crouched in the gutter and gobbled up the debris
and a metal band played the death of summer on Shakespeare Street
Track Name: Whiskey, You Are Not My Brother
Whiskey, you are not my brother
do not stand so near
take your hand from my shoulder
do not whisper in my ear

There's a place where black is blue
deep deep blue
where you are misshapen
made obese
by all that does not fill you

Whiskey, you are not my brother
do not stand so near
take your hand from my shoulder
do not whisper in my ear

There's a place where the river is deep
deep deep green
The water's are opaque
they are viscous
they appear to be serene

Whiskey, you are not my brother
do not stand so near
take your hand from my shoulder
do not whisper in my ear

Whiskey, you are not my brother
do not stand so near
take your hand from my shoulder
do not whisper in my ear
Track Name: Decline of Mankind
In a dream I walk the streets
of a city that always sleeps
Building tumble from the sky
and flames shoot from my feet
I got a bluebird on my shoulder
lucky rabbit on my head
The bluebird is of Chinese descent
and the rabbit has long been dead
Night falls
crawls to the river
day softly breaks
and crazy lazy city
never ever wakes

The pharmacists insist
sleeping pills will cure my ills
But don’t they know about the predator, the reaper
and the night time creeper
and robots who patrol the sky
with eyes of fire
and don’t they know that when I sleep
the trees whisper and conspire
This city
where night is abundant
where arriving is redundant
'cause when you get here
you're already there
and when you get there
you're already here

Crumbled on the couch
with a bottle of wine
I fastidiously monitor
the decline of mankind
And I’m the kind of man
who tried to be good
and if I have failed
I hope that’s understood
In my backyard
I dug up a bone
I use it now
to touch my phone
The birds, the trees, digital feed
I never knew life could be so good to me