Ernest Gusella - America and the Classics
THE THOUGHT OF WHAT AMERICA COULD BE
The thought of what America could be
The thought of what America could be
If the classics were widely distributed
If the classics were widely distributed
Troubles my sleep each night
Troubles my sleep each night
A woman with a book for a head, stabs the letters USA with a fork
A girl in erotic costume, rides a unicycle from Philly to New York
A dark-skinned man reads a Bible while burning soul food in a pan
A gardener waters a green lawn with a purple hose he bought at Sam's
Planets spin, sending rocks and gravel flying through the universe
A heavy brunette lady pulls bunnies by the ears from deep inside her purse
An Indian warrior scalps a priest, but sets his donkey free
Death shakes the trunk, a man rakes up leaves falling from a tree
A man's tooth tied to a doorknob, with ladies garments hanging on the line
An female ridicules her husband's teddy bear and he starts crying
A goddess with a cows face, becomes the queen of country heaven
A Mallard sprawls in a hammock, his feet tangled in the webbing
A charcuterie cuts up a golden goose, and finds nothing but pate
A woman and a man in grotesque masks, make love in a horizontal way
A fan hears beats below the grave of a dead hip hop artist
A cross-eyed woman solves a Times crossword puzzle and thinks that she's the smartest
The thought of what America could be
The thought of what America could be
If the classics were widely distributed
If the classics were widely distributed
Troubles my sleep each night
Troubles my sleep each night
A ceramic beast with 3 heads and tails crawls down from a bedroom shelf
A blind man controls a puppet dog so he can see in front of himself
A left handed fighter falls to the canvas, decked by a vicious right
A woman attacks her husband's lovers, she pulls hair, scratches, and bites
A woman wearing a sombrero can't eat her taco, her lips are sewn shut
A bald man plays piano in a flood, the water rises up
With 4 arms, 4 legs, 4 mouths and eyes, a woman dances all about
An Egyptian mummy tries to walk but is bandaged up from gout
A sidewalk fortune teller tells the future, while sitting in a trance
A man kneels before a woman with a cabbage, and in the process rips his pants
The hair curlers of a woman are connected by wires to the ceiling
A drunk man staggers home, observes the world and decides it is reeling
The thought of what America could be
The thought of what America could be
If the classics were widely distributed
If the classics were widely distributed
Troubles my sleep each night
Troubles my sleep each night
A woman in spiked heels leaves a building, an Elvis velvet painting in her hand
Our leaders say that's not who we are, but Popeye says we am what we am
Written by:
Ernest Gusella
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