From under 4th Street, John S. Hall floats up the light river over the living room, into the half-eaten ear of a perennial lush; every day, I quaked like a death raga, riveted by t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
It's a face; I'm lookin' in the mirror. I'm looking at a face. Get out of the woods! It's a face; I'm lookin' in the mirror. It's just a face. Get out of the woods! Get out! You th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
I'm standing in the corner with my heart in my hand. You told me I'm completely insane, playin' in a 1 man rock and roll band; but I'm just a freak! I'm standin' in the corner. I'm...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
In Koreatown, the Godfather stands. Disappears, dancing, magic money he is waving. "I avoid the park and the people who go there." Godfather hails a fast taxi cab. The eternal vood...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
On the Q train, sees his reflection in a stranger's eyes, seared by the sun. He goes back into the ocean again. This time, the blade is in the palm of his hands. Looking for a woun...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
The man from the government knows more about you than you do, in your dreams. In your dreams, there's a man they call The Masked Disturbance, from the uncharted corridors of known ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
Lightning strikes this neighborhood on the West side of Brooklyn, in the small hour between night and day. Dawn fades in through brownstones, streets crowd with people, and the Int...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
Said he was dying. Said he was dead. And everything living was already dead, and he couldn't do anything anymore. Recently, he was stuck inside of who-knows-where. He met the stran...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
The zeppelin of World War 3 just bought another pint of gasoline.Sits in the background, watches the foreground. Every day, he is a brand new poem. He can't be read, 'cause he's al...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman
The grass is always greener on my side. But oo, has there ever been a tree like you? Green, like you, a plastic tree, standing in the lung of a big bloodbath. I can read the news f...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Cannonball Statman