The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band Lyric transcriptions

This is a start of lyric transcriptions of various songs. The exactness is not guaranteed.

A CHILD'S GUIDE TO GOOD AND EVIL

Take my hand and run away with me
Through the forest until the leaves and trees slow us down
A vampire bat will suck blood from our hands
A dog with rabies will bite us
Rats will run up your legs
But nothing will matter...

After the doors of many strange rooms have been bolted and locked
When you come back dragging your daydreams behind you
I'll give you a new shiny face and a yellow brick road
The rest of the world is wrong, don't let anyone change you

Evil doesn't exist anymore, except for the war

A CHILD OF A FEW HOURS IS BURNING TO DEATH

A child of a few hours is burning to death
Her eyes are full of smoke, her mouth is full of fire
Napalm is perfect for women and children
Forgive us, forgive us
We should have called Suzie and Bobby, they like to watch fires

Pretend it's not happening, it will be clipped of tomorrow's new show
After the funeral, after the feast, baby, with so many bodies at our feet
We should have called Suzie and Bobby, they like to watch fires

We all are nothing but soft, moist people, with soft, moist hands
Folded over our buttons, silently sleeping, cold and unmoving, doing nothing
We should have called Suzie and Bobby, they like to watch fires

A child of a few hours is burning to death
Her eyes are full of smoke, her mouth is full of fire
Napalm is perfect for women and children

THE MAGIC CAT

I have a MAGIC CAT
With soft and furry paws
Sleeps a lot with a rubber mouse
Locked between her jaws

My friend, the FATTY RAT
Thought CAT caught his Mother
And was screaming all over the house
Running for the law

The MAGIC CAT, the FATTY RAT
And I . . . have secret plans . . . to blow up the land
Boom-Boom, Boom-Boom

Straw, the Pink Policeman
Tore thru the wall . . . DRAW!!!
"A gentle fawn on the lawn is nude
And that's against the law."

My friend, the TRICK TIGER
Keeps guns in his bedroom
Dynamite, Oily rags
In Egyptian tombs

The MAGIC CAT, the FATTY RAT
And I . . . have secret plans . . . to blow up the land
Boom-Boom, Boom-Boom

Girls don't know much so young
Everyone starts to run
We'll be back in a couple of hours
If no one sees the guns

I have a MAGIC CAT
With soft and furry paws
Sleeps a lot with a rubber mouse
Locked between her jaws

SUPPOSE THEY GIVE A WAR

This is an African tribal chant that we wrote called
'Suppose they give a war and no one comes'

I hate war, I have seen war, I have seen war on the land and the sea
I have seen blood running in the street, I have seen small children, starving
I have seen the agony of fellows and wives, I HATE WAR

Hear the marching, hear the drums, suppose they give a war and no one comes
Hear the marching, hear the drums, suppose they give a war and no one comes
Hear the marching, hear the drums, suppose they give a war and no one comes

1906

A circus light keeps flashing
A stone crumbled and fell
Steel beams snapped like toothpicks
I don't feel well

Many strangers have arrived
Wearing imense ............
Selling ............. at my door
I don't feel well

See the frightened foxes
See the hunchback in the park
He's blind and can't run for cover
I don't feel well

Hear my master's ugly voice
See the teeth marks on my leash
Only freaks know all the answers
I don't feel well

Elegant Ellen

Elegant Ellen
Hardly eleven
Sitting on her sister's chair
Grounded at home, oh
Left all alone
With no place to go

Soon come Saturday
When she gets away
We'll walk through other peoples minds
Read between their lines
Tell the world things
To do tomorrow

Here they come
The rich and the poor
There they go
There's so much I don''t know

Elegant Ellen
Hardly eleven
Sitting on her sister's chair
Grounded at home, oo
With no place to go

SMELL OF INCENSE

She stood in the ever present fullness
of expectations
What happened to her childhood dreams?
The sidewalk smothers us tomorrow
And the smell of incense filled the room

She stood as still as the shadows of stones
She stood on the edge of my mind
I tried to push her away
I shut and locked the door
Her eyes grew large and asking
And the smell of incense filled the room
And the smell of incense filled the room
And the smell of incense filled the room
And the smell of incense filled the room...

IN THE ARENA

In the arena the crowd is restless
Tonight, one time only, 1500 ........
Gun carrying, club-bearing policemen,
The city's finest, will charge unarmed children, mothers,
Crippled, hippies, freaks, professors and other peace marchers
Never before have you been able to wittness so much cruelty,
Live and in color,
In the privacy of your own room

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In the arena, next week, in person,
Due to popular demand,
Negro looters of all ages will be shot
Come early for the best seats
Come early, for the good times start at 2pm

AS THE WORLD RISES AND FALLS

Your eyes have grown tired of
Hunting for the fox and the owl
For smooth stones
And a safe place to hide in the hills near your home
Now you walk with bare feet
Through the wet sand
And the boy sees you and comes running over
And stands about forty seashells away
Wanting to walk on water
To turn you on
But you don't pay any attention at all
As the world rises and falls...

Now you have a woman's shape
Thunderbolts in your fingertips
He has his eyes pinned on you
Be careful he has whips and chains
And he plays ancient games of hurting
Anyone standing in his way
He can change the colour of the sky
If he wants to
But it's only magic used to impress you
Don't be easily taken
Or he won't remember you at all
As the world rises and falls...

I tried to tell you not to love him
Strongly as you did
You'll go out again some day
But you won't forget him for a long time
He tore the mask off your face
And then put you down
And made you want him
More than anyone before
And then he walked away
And you don't hear from him at all...

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