Wednesday 12 August 2015

[No. 339] Up to my neck in words

Some things never change.

And I'd rather be up to my neck in ... notes on the guitar, man, but I can't get away[1], and it was my dream, literature! / Every dream becomes a nightmare in time ...[1], and I'd rather be up to my neck in ... notes on the guitar, man, but I can't get away[2], and I'm a rocker, at heart[1], and it was my dream, literature! / Every dream becomes a nightmare in time ...[2], and it's my PAIN to write for you / and I don't know anything about your PLEASURE[1], and I'm a rocker, at heart[2], and I'm a roller, too, babe!!![1], and it's my PAIN to write for you / and I don't know anything about your PLEASURE[2], and I could tell you everything about pain and pleasure ... but I don't want to[1], and I'm a roller, too, babe!!![2], and ... I gotta use words when I talk to you - ? / oh, do me a favour, T.S., son[1], and I could tell you everything about pain and pleasure ... but I don't want to[2], and Angus Young spins a-ROUND on the floor like a dying fly ... with beautiful bluesy noise![1], and ... I gotta use words when I talk to you - ? / oh, do me a favour, T.S., son[2], and my words are ... here for all[1], and Angus Young spins a-ROUND on the floor like a dying fly ... with beautiful bluesy noise![2], and the presentation is merely a matter of instinct and personal taste, my friend(s), so, er ... well, yeah[1], and my words are ... here for all[2], and my soul is separate, I hope[1], and the presentation is merely a matter of instinct and personal taste, my friend(s), so, er ... well, yeah[2], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, yes, the words stick to us ... like filthy fucking jam that should have been left out for the dustman[1], and my soul is separate, I hope[2], and if only we could go ... FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!! - ?[1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, yes, the words stick to us ... like filthy fucking jam that should have been left out for the dustman[2], and ... / ... we've gotta scrape off the jam, man, and get really clean ... you dig?[1], and if only we could go ... FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!! - ?[2], and, uh, YOU(!), ha! / ... naked and shivering in the cold, just like a shaved turkey ...[1], and ... / ... we've gotta scrape off the jam, man, and get really clean ... you dig?[2], and WORDS, WORDS, WORDS ... no escape, as Prince Hamlet knew / If only we could live on "feelings"[1], and, uh, YOU(!), ha! / ... naked and shivering in the cold, just like a shaved turkey ...[2], and ... do YOU(!) feel at all?[1], and WORDS, WORDS, WORDS ... no escape, as Prince Hamlet knew / If only we could live on "feelings"[2], and I'd rather be up to my neck in ... notes on the guitar, man, but I can't get away[3], and ... do YOU(!) feel at all?[2], and it was my dream, literature! / Every dream becomes a nightmare in time ...[3], and I'm a rocker, at heart[3], and it's my PAIN to write for you / and I don't know anything about your PLEASURE[3], and I'm a roller, too, babe!!![3], and I could tell you everything about pain and pleasure ... but I don't want to[3], and ... I gotta use words when I talk to you - ? / oh, do me a favour, T.S., son[3], and Angus Young spins a-ROUND on the floor like a dying fly ... with beautiful bluesy noise![3], and my words are ... here for all[3], and the presentation is merely a matter of instinct and personal taste, my friend(s), so, er ... well, yeah[3], and my soul is separate, I hope[3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, yes, the words stick to us ... like filthy fucking jam that should have been left out for the dustman[3], and if only we could go ... FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!! - ?[3], and ... / ... we've gotta scrape off the jam, man, and get really clean ... you dig?[3], and, uh, YOU(!), ha! / ... naked and shivering in the cold, just like a shaved turkey ...[3], and WORDS, WORDS, WORDS ... no escape, as Prince Hamlet knew / If only we could live on "feelings"[3], and ... do YOU(!) feel at all?[3], and

And I'd rather be up to my neck in ... notes on the guitar, man, but I can't get away[1], and it was my dream, literature! / Every dream becomes a nightmare in time ...[1], and I'd rather be up to my neck in ... notes on the guitar, man, but I can't get away[2], and I'm a rocker, at heart[1], and it was my dream, literature! / Every dream becomes a nightmare in time ...[2], and it's my PAIN to write for you / and I don't know anything about your PLEASURE[1], and I'm a rocker, at heart[2], and I'm a roller, too, babe!!![1], and it's my PAIN to write for you / and I don't know anything about your PLEASURE[2], and I could tell you everything about pain and pleasure ... but I don't want to[1], and I'm a roller, too, babe!!![2], and ... I gotta use words when I talk to you - ? / oh, do me a favour, T.S., son[1], and I could tell you everything about pain and pleasure ... but I don't want to[2], and Angus Young spins a-ROUND on the floor like a dying fly ... with beautiful bluesy noise![1], and ... I gotta use words when I talk to you - ? / oh, do me a favour, T.S., son[2], and my words are ... here for all[1], and Angus Young spins a-ROUND on the floor like a dying fly ... with beautiful bluesy noise![2], and the presentation is merely a matter of instinct and personal taste, my friend(s), so, er ... well, yeah[1], and my words are ... here for all[2], and my soul is separate, I hope[1], and the presentation is merely a matter of instinct and personal taste, my friend(s), so, er ... well, yeah[2], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, yes, the words stick to us ... like filthy fucking jam that should have been left out for the dustman[1], and my soul is separate, I hope[2], and if only we could go ... FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!! - ?[1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, yes, the words stick to us ... like filthy fucking jam that should have been left out for the dustman[2], and ... / ... we've gotta scrape off the jam, man, and get really clean ... you dig?[1], and if only we could go ... FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!! - ?[2], and, uh, YOU(!), ha! / ... naked and shivering in the cold, just like a shaved turkey ...[1], and ... / ... we've gotta scrape off the jam, man, and get really clean ... you dig?[2], and WORDS, WORDS, WORDS ... no escape, as Prince Hamlet knew / If only we could live on "feelings"[1], and, uh, YOU(!), ha! / ... naked and shivering in the cold, just like a shaved turkey ...[2], and ... do YOU(!) feel at all?[1], and WORDS, WORDS, WORDS ... no escape, as Prince Hamlet knew / If only we could live on "feelings"[2], and I'd rather be up to my neck in ... notes on the guitar, man, but I can't get away[3], and ... do YOU(!) feel at all?[2], and it was my dream, literature! / Every dream becomes a nightmare in time ...[3], and I'm a rocker, at heart[3], and it's my PAIN to write for you / and I don't know anything about your PLEASURE[3], and I'm a roller, too, babe!!![3], and I could tell you everything about pain and pleasure ... but I don't want to[3], and ... I gotta use words when I talk to you - ? / oh, do me a favour, T.S., son[3], and Angus Young spins a-ROUND on the floor like a dying fly ... with beautiful bluesy noise![3], and my words are ... here for all[3], and the presentation is merely a matter of instinct and personal taste, my friend(s), so, er ... well, yeah[3], and my soul is separate, I hope[3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, yes, the words stick to us ... like filthy fucking jam that should have been left out for the dustman[3], and if only we could go ... FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!! - ?[3], and ... / ... we've gotta scrape off the jam, man, and get really clean ... you dig?[3], and, uh, YOU(!), ha! / ... naked and shivering in the cold, just like a shaved turkey ...[3], and WORDS, WORDS, WORDS ... no escape, as Prince Hamlet knew / If only we could live on "feelings"[3], and ... do YOU(!) feel at all?[3], and

And I'd rather be up to my neck in ... notes on the guitar, man, but I can't get away[1], and it was my dream, literature! / Every dream becomes a nightmare in time ...[1], and I'd rather be up to my neck in ... notes on the guitar, man, but I can't get away[2], and I'm a rocker, at heart[1], and it was my dream, literature! / Every dream becomes a nightmare in time ...[2], and it's my PAIN to write for you / and I don't know anything about your PLEASURE[1], and I'm a rocker, at heart[2], and I'm a roller, too, babe!!![1], and it's my PAIN to write for you / and I don't know anything about your PLEASURE[2], and I could tell you everything about pain and pleasure ... but I don't want to[1], and I'm a roller, too, babe!!![2], and ... I gotta use words when I talk to you - ? / oh, do me a favour, T.S., son[1], and I could tell you everything about pain and pleasure ... but I don't want to[2], and Angus Young spins a-ROUND on the floor like a dying fly ... with beautiful bluesy noise![1], and ... I gotta use words when I talk to you - ? / oh, do me a favour, T.S., son[2], and my words are ... here for all[1], and Angus Young spins a-ROUND on the floor like a dying fly ... with beautiful bluesy noise![2], and the presentation is merely a matter of instinct and personal taste, my friend(s), so, er ... well, yeah[1], and my words are ... here for all[2], and my soul is separate, I hope[1], and the presentation is merely a matter of instinct and personal taste, my friend(s), so, er ... well, yeah[2], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, yes, the words stick to us ... like filthy fucking jam that should have been left out for the dustman[1], and my soul is separate, I hope[2], and if only we could go ... FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!! - ?[1], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, yes, the words stick to us ... like filthy fucking jam that should have been left out for the dustman[2], and ... / ... we've gotta scrape off the jam, man, and get really clean ... you dig?[1], and if only we could go ... FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!! - ?[2], and, uh, YOU(!), ha! / ... naked and shivering in the cold, just like a shaved turkey ...[1], and ... / ... we've gotta scrape off the jam, man, and get really clean ... you dig?[2], and WORDS, WORDS, WORDS ... no escape, as Prince Hamlet knew / If only we could live on "feelings"[1], and, uh, YOU(!), ha! / ... naked and shivering in the cold, just like a shaved turkey ...[2], and ... do YOU(!) feel at all?[1], and WORDS, WORDS, WORDS ... no escape, as Prince Hamlet knew / If only we could live on "feelings"[2], and I'd rather be up to my neck in ... notes on the guitar, man, but I can't get away[3], and ... do YOU(!) feel at all?[2], and it was my dream, literature! / Every dream becomes a nightmare in time ...[3], and I'm a rocker, at heart[3], and it's my PAIN to write for you / and I don't know anything about your PLEASURE[3], and I'm a roller, too, babe!!![3], and I could tell you everything about pain and pleasure ... but I don't want to[3], and ... I gotta use words when I talk to you - ? / oh, do me a favour, T.S., son[3], and Angus Young spins a-ROUND on the floor like a dying fly ... with beautiful bluesy noise![3], and my words are ... here for all[3], and the presentation is merely a matter of instinct and personal taste, my friend(s), so, er ... well, yeah[3], and my soul is separate, I hope[3], and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, and a-ROUND, yes, the words stick to us ... like filthy fucking jam that should have been left out for the dustman[3], and if only we could go ... FASTER, FASTER, FASTER!!! - ?[3], and ... / ... we've gotta scrape off the jam, man, and get really clean ... you dig?[3], and, uh, YOU(!), ha! / ... naked and shivering in the cold, just like a shaved turkey ...[3], and WORDS, WORDS, WORDS ... no escape, as Prince Hamlet knew / If only we could live on "feelings"[3], and ... do YOU(!) feel at all?[3], and