Monday, May 09, 2016

The Flesh Failures/ Let the Sun Shine In by Hair

We starve-look
At one another
Short of breath
Walking proudly in our winter coats
Wearing smells from lavatories
Facing a dying nation
Of moving paper fantasy
Listening for the new told lies
With supreme visions of lonely tunes

Somewhere
Inside something there is a rush of
Greatness
Who knows what stands in front of
Our lives
I fashion my future on films in space
Silence
Tells me secretly
Everything
Everything

Manchester England England
Manchester England England
Eyes look your last
Across the Atlantic Sea
Arms take your last
embrace
And I'm a genius genius
And lips oh you the
doors of breath
I believe in God
Seal with a righteous kiss
And I believe that God believes in Claude
Seal with a righteous kiss
That's me, that's me, that's me
The rest is silence
The rest is silence
The rest is silence

 Our space songs on a spider web sitar
Life is around you and in you
Answer for Timothy Leary, dearie

Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sunshine in
Let the sunshine
Let the sunshine in
The sun shine in...

ITS TIIME FOR BODY PAINT AND NUDITY ON STAGE AGAIN

4 comments:

Aaron Vattano said...

Wow. I never knew this song was so awesome. How true it is. Now more than ever. We do indeed cloud the light of our true being with the material world and block out true spirit from shining through. We need to stop being assholes and let the sun shine in

Aaron Vattano said...

Also we need more full frontal nudity

Pirate Aggro said...

Well I am totally nude underneath my clothes every day. And I walk around that way.

Dan Tschirhart said...

Yes, the assholery must stop

Yes, we do need more frontal nudity

The scene in front of all the headstones is awfully powerful

I've always loved the song in HAIR about LBJ taking the IRT into 4th Street USA - good stuff