Jest from Camberland by A Paranoid King

Could you be? Could you be somebody?
Because I want you to be, oh I want you to be.
Could you be? Could you be somebody?

..and so the joke begins
The cacophonous snap! of 400 Stella cans
As the dervishes howl their bowels
And this chaotic dichotomy swallows the monotony

And some say
That Isra transpires in a state of Fitra
Surrounded by ways unpaved by disarray
But they’ve obviously never been out on a Tuesday

So I am the watcher, you did it too often
You made a gesture, a kinesics key
Oh can’t you see? You’re a liar
You’re a liar to me

..and so the joke distorts
Both misgivings coalesce
While we sit on our hands and listen to the shipping forecast
And force ontogeny to proclaim commodity

And I never wished to see
Steve Dahl’s pigeon virility team with a 4-to-the-floor mentality
But its happened

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