Skeleton Man defends Love Peace & Freedom with a punch to the chin!




Footprint 106


It was

 kind-

uh

   saaaaaaad ~


Watchin'

them

tramps

   go baaaaaaad ~


'Til

 we

 had

   to kick them out ~


And

they

done

   kick n' shout ~


All the way to the

patrol

car

   waitin' outside ~


And as they got

hauled away

on

   that jail-bound ride ~


Under the

starry

maddening

   desert sky ~


They lean their head

way out

the cop car window

   and cryyyyyyy ~


Tears streamin' down

their face

n' with

   wind in their hair ~


"Tell Paula

  I love her,

tell Paula

 I care!"


Yeeeeeeeap, with

tears

and wind in their

   awry hair ~


"Tell Paula

  I love her,

 tell Paula

   I carrrrrrre!!!"




Footprint 107


I have

found

it

   odd ~


Thanks

be

to

   God ~


That when from

this ship

I

   step away ~


I got a

 body a-

gain

ole!


But

when I

come

   back ~


Suddenly

a body

I do

   lack ~


Jus' skull

n'

bones

remain!


Thus I

can't help but

write

this same old refrain:


Here

I

am

   a skeleton afloat ~


In

a

haunted

  old tug boat...




Footprint 108


Tell Ann

I

love

her!


Tell Ann

I

carrrrrrre

!


Tell Ann

there

is

   no cure ~


For floatin' away

in

this

desert airrrrrrr!




Footprint 109


I say, tell Ann

I

love

her!


Tell Ann

I

carrrrrrre

!


Tell Ann

there

is

   no cure ~


Fer floatin' up n' away

in

this

hot desert airrrrrrr!!!




 Ann ~ with the sun in her hand!




Cloud Shadow One


And every time

I look

out

   the pilot-house window ~


This damn tug

adrift

high

   or adrift low ~


Has, I see,

taken me

deeper n' deeper into

   the Deep Desert glow ~


Way way be-

yond

ye olde diabolical

   purple plateau ~


Deeper n' deeper

into

Deep Desert

   terrain ~


Where there are

no trees

n' there

  is no rain...




Cloud Shadow Two


And the grrrrrrreat

purple cloud

that swooped me up up

   and away ~


On

that

2nd

   fatal day ~


Now slowly

but surely

is

   fadin' away ~


'Til just a fanciful

wisp o' mist

of it is left behind

  this ol' boat driftin' astrayyyyyyy...




Cloud Shadow Three


Meanwhile

back

at

   the mailroom ~


Where

I

been workin' in the midst

   of Babylon Doom ~


To

pay

my sky-rocketing

   tug boat rent ~


All the bully boys

have done

 re-

   pent ~


One got my

finger

up

   his nose ~


That's

how

it

   goes ~


Another got

a

punch

   in the chin ~


For his

bully

bull-doo-doo

  sin ~


I had to yank off

another

one's

   foot ~


Now he's a

nice guy

 nice-

   ly put ~


A punch

in

the

   arm ~


A

little

bit

   o' charm ~


Subdued

all

the

   rest ~


But for one

who

escaped

   the nest ~


We

got

a

good crew now!


I

think

so

  anyhowwwwwww...




Cloud Shadow Four


Float-

innnnnnn'

a-

wayyyyyyy!


See

Youuuuuuu

some

   'udder dayyyyyyy ~


"Adios!"

from

el

   Lone Gringohhhhhhh ~


Who wandered over

from the city on

the coast

   San Diegohhhhhhh...




Cloud Shadow Five


The hands of

the clock

have spun off and

   fallen to the floor ~


I no longer smoke

or drink, let alone

eat, n' I don't

   sleep anymore ~


The desert is

gettin' more

barren n' desolate n' I'm

   oh so terribly alone ~


Like a stray starving dog

without

friend

   or bone ~


There's no towns

or roads

not even trails

   that meander and wind ~


Thus

no

 man-

   kind ~


There

is

only

   me ~


A skeleton in

a haunted little ship

 me-

   andering free ~


Over gullies

n' gulches

n' rocks

   n' dry grey sands ~


Headin' deeper n' deeper'

into

the

bad bad Bad Lands...