The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea
From the other end of the hallway a rhythm
was
generating
Another boy was sliding up the hallway
He merged perfectly with
the hallway,
He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway
The boy looked at
Johnny, Johnny wanted to run,
but the movie kept moving as planned
The boy took Johnny,
he pushed him against the locker,
He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in
Johnny
The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees,
started crashing his head against
the locker,
started crashing his head against the locker,
started laughing hysterically
When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being
surrounded by
horses,
horses, horses, horses
coming in in all directions
white shining silver studs with their
nose in
flames,
He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses,
horses,
horses.
Do you know how to pony like bony maroney
Do you know how to twist, well it
goes like this, it
goes like this
Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the
alligator
And you twist the twister like your baby sister
I want your baby sister, give
me your baby sister, dig
your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the
sweet
pee pee,
Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose
control,
Got to lose control and then you take control,
Then you're rolled down on your
back and you like it
like that,
Like it like that, like it like that, like it like
that,
Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi
Life is filled with
holes, Johnny's laying there, his
sperm coffin
Angel looks down at him and says, "Oh,
pretty boy,
Can't you show me nothing but surrender ?"
Johnny gets up, takes off his
leather jacket,
Taped to his chest there's the answer,
You got pen knives and jack
knives and
Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
Then he cries, then he
screams, saying
Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my
brain
And I fill
my nose with snow and go Rimbaud,
Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud,
And go Johnny go, and do the
watusi, oh do the watusi
There's a little place, a place called space
It's a
pretty little place, it's across the
tracks,
Across the tracks and the name of the place
is you like
it like that,
You like it like that, you like it like that, you like
it like that,
And the name of the band is the
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,
Baby calm down, better calm down,
In the night, in the eye of the forest
There's a mare
black and shining with yellow hair,
I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a
stair,
I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw
that
up there -- there
is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
up there -- there is a sea
the sea's the
possibility
There is no land but the land
(up there is just a sea of
possibilities)
There is no sea but the sea
(up there is a wall of possibilities)
There is no keeper but the key
(up there there are several walls of possibilities)
Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes
possibilities.
(up there)
I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me
I was standing there with my legs spread
like a
sailor
(in a sea of possibilities) I felt his hand on my
knee
(on the
screen)
And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold
flame
(in the
heart of man)
The waves were coming in like Arabian stallions
Gradually lapping into sea
horses
He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his
smooth throat
(the
spoon)
And let it deep in
(the veins)
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of
possibilities
It started hardening
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
It started hardening in my hand
And I felt the arrows of desire
I put my hand
inside his cranium, oh we had such a
brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta move
from my mind to the
area
(go Rimbaud go Rimbaud go Rimbaud)
And go Johnny go and
do the watusi,
Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ...
Shined open coiled snakes white
and shiny twirling and
encircling
Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're
together twining
Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
And my fingers
all entwined through the air,
I could feel it, it was the hair going through my
fingers,
(I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)
The hairs were like wires going
through my body
I I that's how I
that's how I
I died
(at that Tower of
Babel they knew what they were
after)
(they knew what they were after)
[Everything
on the current] moved up
I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too
unbelievably
smooth,
Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the
possibility
Was a
blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of
possibilities
There's no land but
the land
looked at my hands, and there's a red stream
that went streaming through
the sands like fingers,
like arteries, like fingers
(how much fits between the eyes of
a horse?)
He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)
He opened his throat (your
eyes)
His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad
pituitary glands
The
scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched
that nobody heard,
No one
heard that cry,
No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his
throat,
(His
fingers)
Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of
jelly,
And so he
seized the first
(his vocal chords shot up)
(possibility)
(like mad pituitary
glands)
It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate
(there is nothing happening at
all)
and go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into
the steep
saw this
sweet young thing (Fender one)
Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking
meter
In the sheets
there was a man
dancing around
to the simple
