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• Artiste: Captain Beefheart
• Titre: Old Fart At Play
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Pappy with the Khaki sweatband Bowed goat potbellied barnyard that only he noticed The old fart was smart The old gold cloth madonna Dancin' t' the fiddle 'n saw He ran down behind the knoll 'n slipped on his wooden fishhead The mouth worked 'n snapped all the bees Back t' the bungalow Momma was flatten'n lard With her red enamel rollin' pin When the fishhead broke the window Rubber eye erect 'n precisely detailed Airholes from which breath should come Is now closely fit With the chatter of the old fart inside An assortment of observations took place Momma licked 'er lips like uh cat Pecked the ground like uh rooster Pivoted like uh duck Her stockings down caught dust 'n doughballs She cracked 'er mouth glaze caught one eyelash Rubbed 'er hands on 'er gorgeous gingham Her hand grasped sticky metal intricate latchwork Open t' the room uh smell cold mixed with bologna Rubber bands crumpled wax paper bonnets Fat goose legs 'n special jellies Ignited by the warmth of the room The old fart smelled this thru his important breather holes Cleverly he dialed from within from the outside we observed That the nose of the wooden mask Where the holes had just been uh moment ago Was now smooth amazingly blended camouflaged in With the very intricate rainbow trout replica The old fart inside was now breathin' freely From his perfume bottle atomizer air bulb invention Dialogue: Don Van Vliet: "His excited eyes from within the dark interior glazed; watered in appreciation of his thoughtful preparation" Man: "Oh man, that's so heavy"