Sunday, April 18, 2010

For the Swampdwellers (supposed to have funkier spacing, but can't do it on blogger... tried...)

Brontosoul

space
bass
d
rums
felt
sounds vel
bet on hour
whirled

introvertus
insanetiable
important.

too many controls
your pilots have no souls.

Ordovician intimate
Lets get down to past,
Play! Man, play!
Woman, woe, get down
Tyrannosaurus meet,
Crimped wrists- grip for a twist
Big ass chicken hips
Do the Chubby Chekr
Shake
“Come on baby,
Take me by my little hand,
And roar like this”.


Bass
Playing
He’s
Bass
Ically
Playing his
Sol
o.

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