Blueberry Boat
Album - 13 luglio 2004 - Debaser id 115351

Tea time at Damascus computer cafe,
I'm looking busy and staring off the other way.
Leverkusen, Juventus; Leeds vs. Valencia:
I'm over-hearing all their nonsense in extensia.
They're talking too tough for me to inspect
so I have a smell who seems the best to connect.
I pick my clique and set to go to work
but the only thing they care about is to whom to play the Turk.
So I walked up the length of the Street they call Straight
cursing myself cause I got there too late.
I traded an expired credit card for two cupfulls of water;
they had a dirty beany baby so for good luck I bought her.
I rented a Hyundai with two flats and no windshield
no speedometer and a handbrake that squealed;
when the sun came up I couldn't put down the visor
so I put on my hat and a question to my local advisor:
Whose trucks are those that parked up by the town?
but he only would mumble with his eyes pointed down.
So I walked up the length of the Street they call Straight
cursing myself cause I got there too late.
My boss the head of sales for Western Asia
said you'll get fired if your opposite from Nokia plays ya,
if he beats you for the battle of hearts and minds
tells 'em we use pig by-products in our designs.
So when I saw my rival's smile didn't get diminished
no one had to tell me I knew that we were Finnished:
You boys from Ericsson better get in the back seat
cause your phones are getting stoned over on that straight street.
So I walked up the length of the Street they call Straight
cursing myself cause I got there too late.
So I went to Georgia looking at spas and convents
tried to make myself the broker for selling off the contents.
At the big change clinic my friends said don't be a cynic
you should work in Baku this is watcha gotta do.
Call a contact in Texas talk to 'em in their Lexus
on their hands-free device and don't be too nice.
But in my teleconference with Houston
they told me I wasn't any use to 'em.
So I walked up the length of the Street they call Straight
cursing myself cause I got there too late.
Tea time at Damascus computer cafe,
I'm looking busy and staring off the other way.
Arsenal, Inter; Madrid vs. Valencia:
I'm over-hearing all their nonsense in extensia.
They're talking too tough for me to inspect
so I have a smell who seems the best to connect.
I pick my clique and set to go to work
but the only thing they care about is to whom to play the Turk.
So I walked up the length of the Street they call Straight
cursing myself cause I got there too late.

Pontoon put-put with the tape on 10
Dixie cup pink wine in the Labor Day sunshine.
I’m sliding the sunfish up through the wakes
Coming up too quick, making mistakes.
Quiet climb the chrome ladder in the front
While they’re all yawning, under the awning.
Astro turf green hot to the touch;
Sneak open the cooler, they’ve got too much.
--Past Taipei, through the Taiwan straits
We sailed on in, me and my mates.
It was my first time running my own ship
But my buddies didn’t care they didn’t give me no lip,
So many times we’ve been side by side:
But I never carried a load with so much pride.
You see I’m from Grand Rapids and up my way
We grow the best blueberries in the U.S. of A.
And when we pull into old H.K.
The little markets’ll have something special next day.
--At dawn I had a scotch and made them switch off the porn
cause there’s nothing that’s dirty about the ocean in the morn.
The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind
When they came starboard side up from behind.
--Down below deck sip the south island sec
think when last put in port, I was sorting the sort:
and then a girl caught my eye as she was waving goodbye.
Tell me my dear, I said warm and sincere, who do you know on the ship
And then she curled up her lip:
I don’t know no one there yet but just wait see what you get.
--Pop the top and drink your drop we’ll never go home.
Curse and cry and why oh why we’ll never go home.
We’ll never go home, we'll never go home.
The radar said nothing and nothing crossed my mind
When they came starboard side up from behind.
I never saw them coming even though it was light;
They beat two of my men simply out of spite.
And then they came back to the helm, kicked me over and said
Do what we say or we’ll kill you and your men.
I looked back at those pirates at their beady little eyes;
I gathered my courage and I could see their surprise
When I said Go ahead you could cut my throat
But you ain’t never getting the cargo of my blueberry boat.
--It’s sad and it’s cold at the bottom of the sea
but at least I got my blueberries with me.

Later at lunch with the taco lettuce crunch crunch She sets herself apart the bunch. How bad does she seem? She makes me wanna scream. On the phone with the West Glen Ellen rest home Talking up a tattle tome: How bad does she seem? She makes me wanna scream. My mom is gonna babysit tonight; Did you hear Melinda got into a fight; You whore you bitch she said, well then it serves her right. Talking all mad you know she really isn’t being sad: Her baby daddy’s name is Tad. How bad does she seem? She makes me wanna scream. Well yesterday you know she didn’t none of that to say: She queen-bee turned and walked away. How bad does she seem? She makes me wanna scream. Then boyfriend calls her up on the other line; She tells him sweetie sweetie sweetie mine, but he spaces out and thinks to himself all the time: My baby’s got a stick stuck out her beak, My baby takes a drink out of the leak, My baby’s got a blue-green sweater, And a nest down by the creek. Plume bloom bloom blaby bloom Cheep cheep beep bee-bee beep. Where did you for lunchtime go? Did Kevin and Jenny show? Do you wanna go out tonight? No. Plume bloom bloom blaby bloom Cheep cheep beep bee-bee beep. Remember that girl down the end? She was my friend. But just now she’s angry came up And said You’re so so stup’ It’s all disrup’ You’re blah blah this this that so now sh’up You messed it up. Remember that girlfriend of Al’s? We’ll we were pals. Today she was angry came up And said You’re so so stup’ It’s all disrup’ You’re blah blah this this that so now sh’up You messed me up. Then Tony of the Franklin Park hockey club Went to Gunzo’s and bought a goalie glove. Jessica was ‘posed to meet him back on Mannheim Kitchen back door by all the grease and grime: Was a little bird at my window Said that he’s been messing round; He’s working up the courage so to leave you; He’s getting ready to say he doesn’t love you. Well Tony took it all in stride Said don’t be silly but wondered who had spied. Jessica was driving down Wolf Road Roll up the windows baby talk in code. I’m the little bird at your back door Said your true love’s let you down. I’m the little bird through your chimney Said he’s been running round; He’s working up the courage so to leave you; He’s getting ready to say he don’t love you. Then she bumped into purses stole a credit card; Writing Chris Michaels, no it wasn’t hard. Number five terminal with a yogurt cup, Reading a young miss as she slurps it up; Nasty message when he don’t pick up. Layover Aden watch the local news; 99 and humid Oh the Red Sea blues Landing at Delhi take a third class train; Umbrella vendor in the autumn rain. Then the cops come by and ask your name. With his chillum and chillum-chee The cazee sentences me; So now go where you’re supposed to be And give up your Devi Desi. I’s paraded on through the choke When my leg irons broke And my bicycle wheel spoke: The Bombay army’s no joke. On the top of a Naracan Dam Started our picnic then Bam! My Devi ‘n me had to scram: Quick down to Madras a’lamb. Thought as a tindal that I could blend As I got to pretend, From laziness, the gang defend: pick up your pick axe and rend! Fasten your seatbelt and take hold of my arm That’s what she said before setting off my alarm: Baby gotta go baby gotta go. I know She’s gonna go I know She’s gonna go Down in Columbo girl whatever you want But the surf and cobras, tigers all taunt: Baby gotta go baby gotta go. I know She’s gonna go I know She’s gonna go.

I kicked my dog I was mean to him before I guess that’s why he walked out my door. I really wish I could see him some more. I looked under the mats and I asked all the cats I went to the vet have you heard anything yet My dog was lost but now he’s found My dog was lost but now he’s found I went to the bar and they said not so far I went to the gym have you taken a walk with him My dog was lost but now he’s found My dog was lost but now he’s found I went to the run but they were having too much fun I put up a flyer and gossiped the town cryer My dog was lost but now he’s found My dog was lost but now he’s found I stood on the corner and called up the coroner I emailed the station and told ‘em my location My dog was lost but now he’s found My dog was lost but now he’s found I went to the DQ cause I thought I might see you I went to the Super K have you seen any recent stray My dog was lost but now he’s found My dog was lost but now he’s found I went down to the market where tied up you used to bark at Went where you got adopted felt so bad I nearly dropped dead My dog was lost but now he’s found My dog was lost but now he’s found I put a mortgage on my lease and went to the police I bribed my way on the system cause I really, really missed him My dog was lost but now he’s found My dog was lost but now he’s found I finally went to ground gave some pence to the pound I finally went to ground gave some pence to the pound My dog was lost but now he’s found My dog was lost but now he’s found I went to the church that Wednesday night The guest preacher said I bark but I don’t bite; I saw my dog, but he’d seen the light: My dog was lost but now he’s found.

Came a card marked Mason City
From my forwarder.
Shut the door, don?t let my dad see;
Read aloud dear sir:
Understanding you account an upright gent-
lemen Aetna Life agreed and lent.
As agreed, my fee is 2.6 percent.
Write again the Riceville widow
SASE.
I would guess they?ll be turned out though
I?ll still make my plea:
If the Dunlay heirs cannot be seen to care,
Then the Banker?s Trust will surely think it fair
To not give extensions, as they musn?t dare.
Write Des Moines on several matters
And I near anoint,
Ladle thick the pleasant flatters,
And then comes the point;
Mr. Nelson wouldn?t like to hear it said
As he?s too proud, so I do it in his stead:
He shall need an extension?so it read.
--Take the Oregon Short Line to Salt Lake;
take the Pere Marquette, take the Michigan Central,
to West Madison for Christ?s sake.
Forgemen, Molders, Blacksmiths, Boilermakers,
None on the make.
Up for shade on Crumb Hill
Get something to make my hands still.
But now?Wait.
How are you my nabs?
Little tender footed crabs,
Meet my knuckle duster.
You geeched that gazoon?s gow
Tried to break into the bow:
Go wipe your nose.
I?m just hanging out with some noler knockums,
Just passing time waiting till my stack comes.
Prussian who got jackered,
My snapper till your knockered,
Get on the snam.
The chivman wants your chip;
Better dummy up then go dip:
You?re outta turn.
I learned that the lowest form of life is the buffer nabber,
Even worse than the dicer stabber.

I was 18 years old just a research volunteer;
I walked home from the TCBY each night with no fear.
One particular starry 11 o’clock
I went down by the water;
an old man with a burlap bag
said How you doin’ my daughter.
He put me the hole of his old rusty crawler
and fed me three pills a day to keep me from getting taller.
Learned me the rosary and made me pray to Santiago:
I wish I wish I was back in Chicago.
Up the river to Seville I was rowing and strumming
on my portable guitar my fair lady a humming
The pain, the pain, in Spain falls mainly on me.
The pain, the pain, in Spain falls mainly on me.

Going down Morgan with Janko, Jerko, and Jerry,
We downed our Pils, and over at the South Shore, they sipped their sherry.
I opened my Kaiserized speller to learn what they know:
Nurse killers, annexers-executioners, wo!
Hey Slavonians, be ye mindful
That our ?tis tongue dies never.
The happy Hun Felsch sure likes his blond beer
And I like his doubles so much I might even cheer.
Last year he had enough and got fixed on the cardinal
Who?d pardon all
The riff-raff and all their sinister ways and halfs and he laughs
Over on 56th, and he?s got the arsenic on his left White Sock
And he sees the chicken stock in a big black pot
And he pours in the lot, but what ruined or saved the day
Was that the soup then turned gray, and a hundred higher-ups came
Back from the hospital to keep getting wafers from Mundelein:
But now the Gigantics are getting the tar taken out of their pine
By my hero Red Faber and I?m ready to get rapprochement with my neighbor
As part of the healthy back and forth?
But not if he?s from up north.
So I ask Dad, Why can?t we ever win, ever win, once?
Go ask Dad, why you can?t ever win, ever win, once.

Pick up your trumpet,
your plastic pretend trumpet:
blow me your horn today
Pick up your tambourine,
your Fisher Price My First Tamborine:
jingle and jangle today.
Plug in your keyboard,
your symphonic sound samba Samsung:
pick out a tune today.
Turn off your radio
shut away your stereo
put away your discman
and play me a tune today:
I rub the peg-paste and the chalk in.
scrape and the wolf-notes start to grrr.
I did a donkey’s back with fixed frog
and I martellato the slur.
Through an open wound you watch the guts go,
cut cross the cat line, thick and thin.
All overspun and resigned-up a slow stick trills me, trills me:
She varnished all around her F-holes;
blue tape take aim, but the arms are too low.
Legato look and sawing detache:
but you want to bust your bow.
Bow down and wipe off, snap the case closed.
Madame Professor says Well done.
But an electric stroboscopic frequency meter’d say otherwise.
I scratch harmonicas in half-position;
I pinch my e-string rat-a-tat;
I double stop on any open string;
screw my G on up to B-flat.