It's all a matter of break-it-out, heave-it-up, crack-whack,
Take another tick-tack, cracklesack-backpack
And let the MUSIC jack-smack me right back up there where
Time's a lightning storm, life's a madcap windblown bonfire,
Raw, lean, tough, rough, mean and wild as cometflames on a hot night,
Blowing fierce and fire, never tire, energy jump-thumping,
Heave-leaping high as mind over matter, billowing air,
Wailing thunderdrums, blazing guitars, squealing saxophones,
The Banshee voice, piano pounding-sounding-hounding
My quietude into seek-seeing madman's looney-bin delight-sight
In this sweet night turned bombshell blue, and
You really don't know the rolling-eyeballs table-dancing half of it!
Sick, tired, sick-and-tired-tired sick-sick-and-tired of comin' up lame,
Tame, ashamed, the same game bored day after day — O don't blame me,
Blame the blamers, the flame-tamers who try to kill me dead, you, too,
Every day, every nite, willy-wild pounded down, trampled in the sand —
Man, they want the damp rag weeping, not the stand-up, full-out, big-time
Heaving splash-dash lash your ass in a song that SINGS in spite of
Rules, suppression-tools, fences, boundaries, laws and facts that
Rip out throats of those who dare to complain the same mean-scene
Main-frame things that saints they killed and mystics they shunned
Have been wailing ballyhoo and howly-yowling a hundred years,
A thousand/two-thousand years, for rocks and green trees millennia —
The same crazy bright-light dudes — Jesus, Socrates, Buddha —
Still laughing in the fire, flames roaring all around, dancing, prancing —
Lao Tzu, Martin Luther King, Osho crying, "Stop snoring! You're snoring,
Boring, whoring, wasting your life away — Wake up and give a hoot,
Give a holler, give a damn, sing your song, stop sleepwalking, buying
Cars, houses, furs, champagne, diamonds, suits, coats, boats, planes —
Get a life, wake up, get a heart, get high, get hot, get laid
With your girlfriend, wife, the maid, your husband, the guy down the hall —
Live in love, not sleep, joy not politics, heat not frost,
Up not down, cheer not fear, LIFE not dummy-dum-dum death!"
And here I stand and see you, say to you, Yes, join me, Yes,
Let me do the same, no shame, no blame — loud as can be, OR
Whisper-quiet, bad-ass fierce, kitten gentle, lemon bitter, pin-up sweet,
Hank Jr. rowdy, linebacker tough, rock star crazy, TV lazy,
Any way, all ways, my way, your way — Think I'll hip-hop up the mountain,
Lay my head on a cloud, listen to stream water turn into a flood that
Clears and cleans the whole earth green and gives birth and rebirth to
New dawn sunrise-splashed orange-and-red-rose heavensongs
That wake us up, shake us up, break us up. Rebuild castle towers
That stretch up straight as lightbeams all the way to Heaven's Gate
And clack-jack, whack-crack, right-on-track back to be-here-now —
Here, where we belong, not there — Now, where we are, not then —
You got a better way? Gotta better song? Gotta song at all?
Then sing it, fling it, heave it up and out into the glory-air —
You are the one, full of fun, blissed out, blessed and supercool,
One of a kind, unique in all the world, in all the universe, for all time —
Sing it, baby, Sing it, beauty, Sing it whoever, wherever, whenever,
However, whatever and whyever you are — celebrate yourself right now!
Choo-choo-choo-choo —
Ooooooooo —
Take it on, take it up, take it out — WHA-BAM!
