Untermuyer's Blog

I’ve got soul but I’m not a soldier…

untermuyer — Tue, 19 Jan 2010 10:21:34 +0000

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Q: IS H1N1 ENGINEERED FOR POPULATION CONTROL?

untermuyer — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 05:53:00 +0000

A: AN EXCUSE FOR WARPIGS TO BATHE IN AMERICAN BLOOD

FINDING A MORE OPEN DISCUSSION FORUM

untermuyer — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 05:37:52 +0000

(…)

VIGOROUS INTERMISSION:

untermuyer — Sat, 26 Dec 2009 00:18:12 +0000

HEY, IF YOU THINK THE CONTENT HERE IS OFFENSIVE AND “CREEPY”,
YOU SHOULD TAKE A LOOK AT KIDKENOMA’S BLOG…YOW!

OP(ERA)

untermuyer — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 09:11:23 +0000

Down at the Lido they welcome you
with sausage & beer
Klaus and The Rooster have been there too
But lately he spends his time here

Hangin’ with the mayor and all his friends
And nobody cares
Where the sailor shuts out the sunrise
Blacked out on the stairs

Knock twice
rap with your cane
Feels nice
you’re out of the rain

We got your skinny girl
Here at the Western World

Fagen–Becker

BENT SPEAR (8/29/07)

untermuyer — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 09:38:26 +0000

MINOT?

WHY NOT?

Kiddy Widdy Winkies

untermuyer — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 22:28:26 +0000

When Jeremy and Jemima Potts are hiding in the Toymaker’s
cellar the Childcatcher dances through the streets harking
about “free” chocolate, cherry pies, treacle tarts, ice cream
and other goodies. Jeremy is entranced and runs out to the
street, despite Truly warning the twins not to leave until she
had returned (she was out shopping for food). Jemima followed
against her better judgement, and both of the children followed
the Childcatcher.

The villagers shouted and called for them to come back,
but the Childcatcher lured the children into his cage and
took them to the castle of the Baron and Baroness. The
twins were locked in the tower and awaited their deaths.

Chitty Chitty Bang-Bang

The Kid Slays in the Picture

untermuyer — Fri, 20 Nov 2009 16:29:25 +0000

Well, he sits up there
on his leatherette
looks through pictures
of the ones he hasn’t had yet
When he thinks he wants
a closer look
he gets out his little black
telephone book

He’s calling calling calling…

Come sit down beside me honey
Let’s have a little heart to heart
Now look at me and tell me honey
How badly do you want this part?

Are you willing to sacrifice?
Are you willing to be real nice?
All your talent and my good taste
I’d hate to see it go to waste

We gon’ get you an apartment honey
We gon’ get you a brand new car
Yeah and we’re gonna take care of you darlin’
We gon’ make you a movie star

“For years I’ve seen ‘em come and go”
He says, “I’ve had ‘em all you know
I handled everything in my own way
I made ‘em what they are today”

After a while nothin’ was pretty
After a while everything got lost
Still, his Jacuzzi runneth over
Still, he just couldn’t get off

He’s just another power junky
Just another silk-scarf monkey
You’d know it if you saw his stuff
The man just isn’t big enough

Henly–Frey

Melow Yellow (Cassilda’s song)

untermuyer — Fri, 20 Nov 2009 07:03:38 +0000

Along the shore the cloud waves break
The twin suns sink behind the lake
The shadows lengthen
In Carcosa

San Andrea’s Fault (4 bmg)

untermuyer — Wed, 18 Nov 2009 13:14:04 +0000

Stars, they come & go
They come fast or slow
They go like the last light
of the sun, all in a blaze
and all you see is glory
But it gets lonely there
when there’s no one to share
We can shake it away
if you’ll hear a story

Some make it when they’re young
before the world has
done it’s dirty job
and later on, someone will say
“you’ve had your day
You must make way”
But they’ll never know the pain
of living with a name you never own
or the many years forgetting
what you know too well

So if you don’t lose patience
with my fumbling around
I’ll come up singing for you
even when I’m down

Janis Ian