SongBu(r)st SAMPLE 3.8
by Stephen Bett
Runnin’ in the Gaps
Well my steady little DOLL is a real-LIVE beauty
And everybody knows she’s a Car Crazy Cutie
Wo oh oh oh yeah (Run a-run a doo run run)
Nailed a doll’s space Hailed a meth cab for cutie’s place
In·finit·es·i·mal aces (cover bases (leave no traces
Two-side sheet a’ paper
Pet sounds cordUroy squawker
Twin odor toe·baccy + mouth (yum’eye)
Married by infra·SIN !
Take her to the DRAGS, man, and everyone flips
… big blue eyes and her candy apple lips
… man, talk of lovin’ some kisses and hugs
she’s like to take ’em clean and gap the plugs
Wo yeah (Run a-run a doo run run)
Rrmm … Rrmm …
Well plug mah gapin’ mouth
(pull my daisy, cootie’s no crazy)
Gonna fill my GAP and comb my hair
crank ’er doll case up yr back stair
Pluck’it! … you better run, girl
You’re much too rung, girl
Such a bung, gurl
Ah’m just a sap in disguise
Dis non·union yap gap
aint got no slap [1]
[1] Beach Boys, “Car Crazy Cutie”; The Kinks, “I gotta Move”; Gary Puckett & the Union Gap, “Young Girl”; “infinitesimal spaces… married by infrathin,” etc. (Duchamp bio)
Ba Ba Ba (rockin’ & a-rollin’)
Ba ba ba, ba Barber San
You got me rockin’ and a-rollin’ …
Fillin’ an infra gap combover doo
good enuf for you, foo
Tried Peggy Sue… Tried Betty Lou…
Tried Merry lil’ Roo
But we knew they wouldn’t do
There’s a crew in the loo
talk abt that North Oirish upper
palate all-action (hoho):
Lamaded te tair-tree chensus
Never get it straight that rate, mate
Whoa — Stop tape an’other sec
we aint Peggy Sue (never wuz)
no matta how coo at the loo
Buddy’s — no’ some uⱭDer mutt’s Boo
tha’s miЯRor’s Foo-Foo or us, innit?
It’s your party, cry if you want to
we’s all been gored by now (anyhow)
these fake times do rue
Gored, goo’d & glued woo-woo’d
gooey t’ dewy Louie Lou-eyed
we’m cross-eyed slo-mo softie-pie’d
bran’ name cooties -tivio, -bibio
(goo-goo on you’io)
Sho’nuff sounds like wiz ready for
Big Pharma Boomer Dump
Far·xiga (hey, too far out!)
Ja®·d(I)ance — you are the dance
right thru zone-out [1]
[1] Beach Boys, “Barbara Ann”; Lesley Gore, “It’s My Party”; Northern Irish Spurs’ football podcaster complaining that Tottenham forwards were “limited to two or three chances” (doink)
What you do to me
Oh, What you do to me
Oh, What you do to me little gal pal (…oops)
Oh, Have another hit of swEEt air
… another hit of Fresh Air
Fave song no so sweet ’n fresh
anymore, she rued
Oh, Have another hit of sweet Bitis Q’lumbia Sunshine
Oh, Have another hit
(Piano Solo…)
Fan’tassy Gaarden World
— a·Muse·ment park —
no Sole Mio there’io
This bill’s been flesh-minted
new combover doo, brite OR’ange
birth’d (& sue’d) Orangutan Mom
It’s the sizzle not the steak, Cupcake
(da bomb in bombastic)
And that’s enuf beef for you
bully bouillon boog-a-Boo [1]
[1] Quicksilver Messenger Service, “Fresh Air”; & remembering the narcissistic, moronic, far-right British Columbia Premier (& “entrepreneur,” ahem) Bill (“the sizzle not the steak”) Vander Zalm’s buffoonish pronunciation of his oft-embarrassed political fiefdom’s provincial name; Bill Maher (unsucessfully) sued for claiming Donald Trump’s mother was an orangutan (fun fact)
