In The Wake Of Poseidon ,1970

[Cetacea]

Seems fitting.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmbZMMmU3Go


Plato's spawn cold ivyed eyes
Snare truth in bone and globe.
Harlequins coin pointless games
Sneer jokes in parrot's robe.
Two women weep, dame scarlet screen
Sheds sudden theatre rain,
Whilst dark in dream the midnight queen
Knows every human pain.

In air, fire, earth and water
World on the scales.
Air, fire, earth and water
Balance of change
World on the scales
On the scales.

Bishop's kings spin judgement's blade
Scratch "faith" on nameless graves.
Harvest hags hoard ash and sand
Rack rope and chain for slaves
Who fireside fear fermented words
Then rear to spoil the feast;
Whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles
To him it matters least.

Heroes hands drain stones for blood
To whet the scaling knife.
Magi blind with visions light
Net death in dread of life.
Their children kneel in Jesus 'till
They learn the price of nails;
Whilst all around our mother earth
Waits balanced on the scales.

[Octafish]

1. Cat Food is my life.

Cat Food

Lady supermarket with an apple in her basket
Knocks in the manager’s door;
Grooning to the muzak from a speaker in the shoe rack
Lays out her goods on the floor;
Everything she’s chosen is conveniently frozen.
Eat it and come back for more!

Lady window shopper with a new one in the hopper
Whips up a chemical brew;
Croaking to a neighbour while she polishes a sabre
Knows how to flavour a stew.
Never need to worry with a tin of ’hurri curri’:
Poisoned especially for you!

No use to complain
If you’re caught out in the rain;
Your mother’s quite insane.
Cat food cat food cat food again.

Lady yellow stamper with a fillet in a hamper
Dying to finish the course;
Goodies for the table with a fable on the label
Drowning in miracle sauce.
Don’t think I am that rude if I tell you that it’s cat food,
Not even fit for a horse!

-- King Crimson

Cat Food is my life.

[Cetacea]

2. "Again!"

:patriot:

[Octafish]

3. Whale Meat, Again.

Whale Meat Again

Whale meat again under the sun
Every twelve minutes and another one's gone
His meat's in your make-up, his flesh is on your lips
As a nuclear warhead explodes in his hips.

Scientists are saying : 'Now we've got to do something soon'
But sitting around talking about it ain't gonna stop that harpoon
Oh, whale meat again, when will it end ?
Not 'til everything is dead, alright.

Woman's in labour, she screams at the sky
Somebody take this pain away, I'm gonna lay here and die
The doctor rushes in, puts a needle in her skin
And says : 'Oh, come on now, you really must try'.

If you go slowly, then you won't be lonely
But everybody keeps on rushing around
It's bringing me down, hey.

Mr. Politician, can't you see ?
You're gonna kill everything including you and me
So while you're talking in your expensive clothes
I think somebody's going to shove something up your nose.

The whale boats are sailing, tonight they'll be whaling
Oh, there gonna be frying tonight.

Oh, beauty, all the love
Oh, God, if you're really up above
Do something now
Oh, do something now
...

-- Jim Capaldi

[Cetacea]

4. Thanks.

Missed that one the first time around....