Lyrics
for The Young Person's Guide to Scopdom Scop
Episodes Of Mental Disorder
Disorders for you
My fine feathered friend
I always thank people when I’m nude
You’re living high up the hog
Disorders for me
for all I do I can’t Complain
I bent the dog
I make no bones
Yelping in one long refrain
Switch my brain to the mono mode
I’m a train I’m a train, trust me
There won’t be another episode
Thick ‘n jammin’, coked ‘n crusty
Episodes of mental disorder
Cause me to shake my kiang
Episodes of mental disorder…
I Think Bail Out
Blow the hair from your tongue
‘cause it’s all been sung
Bail Out
Bail Out
My friends all said
I warn you now
Bail out
I think now
This is the time of the stained eyebrow
Bail Out
Bail Out
I’m thinking bail out
It is the proper time
Bail out
Bail out
I think bail out
I think bail out
I think bail out
Listen to the song of the falling brook
Bail out
Bail out
Wads of beeswax in a matchbook
Bail out
Bail out
Paths through the prairie have been cleared
Bail out
Bail out
Nothing has happened since 1910
Bail out
Bail out
Muses making loops again and again
Bail out
Bail out
Elves are lucky, not to have a soul
Bail out
Bail out
Blow the hair from your tongue
‘cause it’s all been sung
Bail Out
Black Silk Cassock
Beneath the broadleaves
The smile of Steve Reeves
Knows the moths of the moonlight
Have all passed away
Black cock
Black cock
Black silk cassock
Grand daddy
Grand daddy
Why you’re stiff in body
Steam yourself without delay
Pogo priest is on the way
With the bride of the lamb
In her sackcloth and chain
I am that I am
It’s a shining pain
The last Sunday in October
The bag gnawed the mouse
Bile ran from the friar’s eye
From the bear’s mouth
The parson’s voice
Poly-carp
I have my sense
Black cock
Black cock
Black cock
Black silk cassock
Liver Fluke
My daddy’s feeling dizzy
His spine is on fire
Set my mom in the pantry
High pressure in the tire
Hey spinning daddy dear…
Hey spinning daddy dear
Your SWAT boys are finally here
Come to stop your wrinkled tongue
Gonna give you quiet lung
Down he goes in a whirl
I knew you would go for your gun
Crystal tide
Evening hale
Hanky breeze
Injun sigh
He spins like all the rest
It has been a wonderful lesson
Dark Ointment Between
How meek I draw on you
Blazing night with all of you
Hoo gloomy cabin flies
Their mournful wailing cries
Outstretched with strident noise
Against his choke
His cheek is bent
The sight, the flesh
Erect once more
How meek I draw on you
Blazing night with all of you
Hoo gloomy cabin flies
Their mournful wailing cries
Outstretched with strident noise
Against his choke
His cheek is bent
The sight, the flesh
Erect once more
Bony dame, breeze to nerve
Push a key in her ribs
I’m a strange, you are not
Jolly mouth heaved a sigh
Her swollen face
Her jolly mouth
Like a bubble on a sunny bank
‘neath windy knobs
No tears to wipe
With my bit of stump
Sadly, I roam
Oh
Upon her chest
A crab, a brick
Under her head
Ointment between
Dark, dark ointment between
Dark, dark ointment between
I hear your blood
Against his chook
I hear your blood
Against his chook
Clean And Clean
When the flagellants reappear
Stray dogs gag
and bring up the rear
Lift their tails
Drop a turd
Banners fly
Over common herd
Those who have nothing
And never pay attention
Redeemers with whips
For all humankind
Every day its dog
Dobermans this year
Jangling in private
The narrow quirk
Sheets of fire
Boil hidden juices
And I, the soaked rooster
Scribbled on my pupils
And that was enough
Now the leaves are still
In the straight light
Door Like They Knew The Way
All you said
In psycho ward
Was beefsteak bread
On ironing board
Rode fame and horse
With koplik spots
Still, that’s the way
It should have been
Falling leaves
a-comin’ in
Through the kitchen
Door like they knew the way
Honey On The Last Last Thorn
Breathhead bug
Through the wrong eye
Candle flames
In a good glass
A Viking spit
On my rear-view mirror
My weedy shell
Is feeling queer
A cruel joke
When I was born
Honey on the last last thorn
I’ll never scoff at life again
Because of where I’ve been
Dancing with the weeds in the lake
Aheap of barking dogs
On the shore
Transparent and crystalline
Ripping memories from my spine
Did ya see my casting dot
Steaming, dripping and all so hot
Fused to touch
The milky crow
Of my polar breast
With a stony fist
Of an unwanted guest
By tomorrow it’ll all be the same
I’ll be empty
Under floating mountain
With botflies and peckerheads
Thoroughly weighed
With sand on my neck
From where calamity laid
Breathhead bug
Through the wrong eye
Candle flames
In a good glass
A Viking spit
On my rear-view mirror
My weedy shell
Is feeling queer
A cruel joke
When I was born
Honey on the last last thorn
The Great Hope White
Stay away Hope White
Stay out of my sight
One foot on the curb
And one in the street
Cleaving the sky
She rounds me there
Tangled in her
Foul sluttish hair
Hope White – she messes my sane
Hope White – life is a game
And you’re gonna lose
Ending with a psychic bruise
You are an odd bird
Talking with your mouth full
You only dress in wool
Cleaving the sky
She rounds me there
Tangled in her
Foul sluttish hair
Hope White – she messes my sane
Hope White – life is a game
And you’re gonna lose
Ending with a psychic bruise
Pulling down that girl
In the corner of my eye
Leaving her at the end of the street
Stay away Hope White
Stay out of my sight
One foot on the curb
And one in the street
Cleaving the sky
She rounds me there
Tangled in her
Foul sluttish hair
Hope White
She speaks like Buddy Hackett
Hope White
With wet blonde hair all over her jacket
Ruth Roye’s Big Success
It’ll be winter
Sinner forget
All maps on the day
Of the big success
I know your comedie
And you can’t send
Six big tulips
And show I needed Ruth Roye’s
Big success
And hesitation
When you told me I was cryin’
And I melody you
When you intruded my daddy
When I was a baby
Yeslong
Be rhythm
Sparkling
All My Life
All my life
All my life
Folded tongues
In the light
In scenes of want and sorrow
Spending themselves like no tomorrow
Their zeal
Men and women
Young and old
Raise the anthem
Manifold
Use it
Tell them we had our heads bashed in
By a quiet type with clogged tear ducts
But you and I were never found
Both were gone before hitting the ground
Bet we made the evening news
All my life
Folded tongues
In the light
By day
Or night
Veil is riven ‘neath forms
Day is dying
Breathe on me
Stop to my tossing frame
Perish self in pure fire
Inner clothing of human telling
Come on with me
Show me your grief
And say no more
Like a mad boy
Pure my nails dead
All my life
My ghouls apaw
All dainty rocks
On raven’s back
All my life
My self
And dandy welfare
Seeds of wisdom
Deed eye sewn
Sainted words
There’s nothing left
Came out by
The damn door
Bruised eyes soar
When my father
Threw me against the radiator
All my life
All my life
All my life
Whoa, boy
Under testy dame
Id Plant Diffuse
Walls alive
I’m motorized
When you go out with other guys
With massive faces
And baser hands
That hold four aces
As you true man stands
That in his home
Out union use
My position
Tork fetal
Id Plants diffuse
One man bipedal
Stands without use
One position
Tork fetal
Id plants diffuse
Mooping head
Elegant spine
When I stalled you
In zero time
Dropped my mama
In an acid bath
Then feasted on
On her aftermath
That in his home
Out union use
My position
Tork fetal
Id Plants diffuse
One man bipedal
Stands without use
One position
Tork fetal
Id plants diffuse
When men face toils
As time beguiles
Iron vulva boils
With silent smiles
That need awaken
The fish on my lap
Like me, forsaken
And I am a sap
That in his home
Out union use
My position
Tork fetal
Id Plants diffuse
One man bipedal
Stands without use
One position
Tork fetal
Id plants diffuse
Oviduct Hat
Insects forward
Add the uterus
Into the vaginmouth
Hat premarital bleeding
The folds of skin
Vagina opens
A portion
Only portion
Of the clitoris tissue
Male blood
A major site
The front erectile organ
On male genitalia
Same penis
Engorged
Excitement
Copulation
Sex urge
In used creams
Of the vagina
Closed symbol
First time
Sexual childhood
Strenuous
Oviduct hat
Insects forward
Add the uterus
Into the vaginmouth
Hat premarital bleeding
Engorged
Excitement
Copulation
Sex urge
Fugitive’s Song
Ring ring ring
I’ll be solar
I’ll be elusive
Bird in my scrotum
In a Korean move
With Frank Lovejoy
I’m in excellent condition
Ring ring ring
Ring ring ring
Offer you my role
Ain’t got no sole
In my rubber canary boots
Stomping my frostbitten feet
Ring ring ring
All The Twins
All the twins
In America
With tarnislod spoons
Under their chins
They walk washrooms
Marlboros
Icha
Facinata
Eye
I never let you see me cry
They walk washrooms
Marlboros
Icha
Facinata
Eye
Hey Little Girl
Hey little girl
Eyeless from love
Hey little girl
Hey little fairy
You’ll settle down
Loving life in the country
Har of an angel
She many maned
You bet she loves the rain
No sunset
I fell low
In her presence
Drop my eyes
Some fine day
Bathed, adorable
Blonde child
Will have a new birth
Sparke-haired baby
Wet lashes sleepily
She rests soundly
Jostle her body
Her cusk aplenty
She’s my baby
Send no money
She Went On
Hillsporn dust
Of a dead man
Kissing you
Up on you
Swollen veins
Of her neck
My magnum
At your temple
As I walk out the door
Kickin’ her ass once more
Speck in her eye
Her eternal sigh
She couldn’t depend on
Me
She went on
Swollen veins of her neck
My magnum at her temple
As I walk out the door
Kickin’ her ass once more
Blackened bones
And you buttoned
Up in out
Be from all directions
Can’t get off
My baby doll
So I’ll smile
And stay on awhile
Speck in her eye
Crush her head
Quick before
She gets you
Laid a base
On her face
Dust of a dead man
Shell-lee before her
Sticky places
Speaking in back of skinny teeth
Lets
Lets the said: kick-gong
Around I crossed all four bases
With my body
At her mantle
Had me dead
Couldn’t depend on me
She went on she went on
Soggy People Moan
On green concrete
Block wall
He really let go
Dancing fluids
Soggy people moan
They take of you up front
Is he gone?
We’ll take care of things in here
Pay pay pay
Soggy people moan
See what happens when you’re cross?
See death – dig it!
Hold his head
Needle his teeth
Soggy people moan
Was he performing fellatio?
That overdose – blah, blah, blah
He’s asleep, dignified squirt
Pay pay pay
Soggy people moan
Shut Up! I Have Not Risen
Beaten up in the kitchen
By elfin children musicians
Behind them, playing a Greeton
Baggin’ Jack
Screaming
Shut up! I have not risen
From the winter sleep, dreaming
Of magic flying carpet rides
On the amorous winds
Over prairie dog cities
Beaten up in the kitchen
By elfin children
Cowboys behind them
Singing of little doggies
Aging Jack, screaming
Shut up! I have not risen
From the winter sleep, dreaming
Of magic flying carpet rides
On the amorous winds
Over prairie dog cities
You see the Johnny-cakes
The fire tongs
The shovel
I’m not to be joked with
‘cause I have the upper hand
and I’m in a dancing mood
Shut up! I have not risen
From the winter sleep, dreaming
Of magic flying carpet rides
On the amorous winds
Over prairie dog cities
Straight Lace
With a team of curling dolphins
Tugging [us across the lake]
Spazzing squids in their mouths
The baboon head burning
Its paddle wheel churning
The lake of love
Three putti above
Aim their arrows
At our shadows
Tritons sound their conches
In unison and in triples
To quell the giants lullaby
Vouligna vase
Full of face
Our embrace
Straight lace
Stretch top
She glances at the crying giant
On the paper bridge
Out of the scene
With his sacred demands for charity
The foam of the lake
Cocooning her nipples
Tritons sound their conches
In unison and in triples
To quell the giants lullaby
Vouligna vase
Full of face
Our embrace
Straight lace
Stretch top
With a team of
Allures dolphins tug
We over the sea
Spazzing squids
In the mouths
Following ...
Sharon
We always rem and weep
Your kindness and not sleep
Following the loss winds that blow
During the periglints on snow
When you awaken on ripened grain
I am the swift piercing rain
Of the quiet birds on our family
When the soft star is mean to us
I am not there
I'll be damned
We learned how in the morning rush
Of friends real fitting hush
Please accept our circled flight
In the deep shining night
Graven and crying
Standing not dying
I am not there
I'll be damned
I am a thousand expressions of sympathy
I am the sunlight such as it is
I am gentle
I am the diamond of our beloved Sharon
I am not there
Father Skew
He is there, does bricks
We have received, nothing says
Just walking through the movements
We are the filler in the lotion
Lifting you upward your heads, because he will pay
Father-skew
Has your donkey-hole hears out fells while you has takes a shower
You twitch your shoulders with the shoulders
Belly on black swimming-suit
Black Rats From The Golden Desert
I'm so afraid
Hold me
The bride of hazard
Is burning in the cathedral
With her whips
The blood of the flagellants
On her lips
Open your windows
Let the pigeons in
To suck your burning sores
Black rats from the golden desert
Open you up when you claim
Pity with thirsty paralyzed tongue
The rats speak proudly
Of those who claim nothing
Then they turn your house around
and they...
They're your own mystery
With your weapon
Partched throat that fires
Your ignorance the wisehand
Your edge and your stiff giggle
That jet from your mind
In high revelation
Good can come from this battlefield
Find spirit
Truth for victory
Black rats, I’m not afraid
Of your secret parade
That beamed my thought to grain
The world staid mundane
My cheeks have seams
And bender glands
Chin deep in the shifting sands
The eyes of an easy angel burst
In my unseen hands
Black rats from the golden desert
Black rats from the golden desert
Age Is Age
You may for you make
You or your partner
In Georgia, new Mexico, and Texas die
Maximum death
Bankers roost
In the open
Full seasonal restriction
No joint the day of death
Suicide is the American option
Single life
None of the
Pear river spouse
In Pennsylvania
Lost the balance
And the fits
And benefits
Age is age
Age is age
Busy matter
From life to life
Bowing to any Marshall
Retroactive to the first day
Age is age
Age is age
Busy matter
From life to life
And the fits
And benefits
Age is age
Age is age
Busy matter
From life to life
Age is age
From life to life
Bowing to any Marshall
Retroactive to the first day
And benefits
And the fits
Busy matter
From life to life
Busy matter
From life to life
Age is age
Her Diamond Sings For Supper
At her feet he lay down
His dry lips rove her gown
The vacant sacristy
Without electricity
Hildegarde, I’m hungry
Cook up a few eggs
For the one you love
Glimmer after my supper
She was home from France
When the tamarisk dance
In an April trance
A lost romance
Hildegarde, I’m hungry
Please don't drop me
'Cause you're angry
I'd be so lonely
A hurtled owl sobbing
Hildegarde dropping
Portly German girl
Dejected drama at her feet
At her feet he lay down
His dry lips rove her gown
The vacant sacristy
Her diamond ring
Began to sing
Hildegarde, I’m hungry
Cook up a few eggs
For the one you love
And see me glimmer
After my supper
Hildegarde, I’m hungry
Please don't drop me
I'd be so lonely
Keep Clapping
The outer clothing aroused
My common particular apple
Looking tender
Weeping thunder
Within clapping
Keep clapping
Keep clapping
Over green horizon
Hot tears
Keep clapping
Keep clapping
On a plaid crag
Bare my head
To the solar winds
Blowing through
Lazy pine trees
Keep clapping
Keep clapping
Rollover, bone bride
In the crystal night
Your queen sauce
On my white teeth
Naked I lay
Wave my white feather
Kissing the tiny head of Christ
Keep clapping
Keep clapping
At poor mortals’ tomb wept
Sins saw monkeys slept
Keep clapping
Keep clapping
Summer Fruit
Notch lord
God showed me a basket
Of summer fruit
What you
See Amos
Sin?
That basket of
Summer fruit
For I am shade
But yet I pray
My people Israel;
Bethheavy- agen,
All became dirges
Acted
A good blood t
And mad scalp
That drips
Exhorted we the sun
The state
The dead king- light
Could have
Messed his hair railing night
Did they win
The label fro which atomic bombs,
And dued muscles
Twenty miles
Hydrogen bombs
Any article to match the silk, to be necessary
To explode dyed silk second for most hurricanes
A fabric soul
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