If Celine had fronted for Tripping Daisy
phishgod
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If Celine Had Fronted For “Tripping Daisy”
Ba—room-owoo!
Ba—room-owoo!
Sitting on
a couch,
cold as
winter’s winds,
magic potion
is in
my brain,
society is
killing me,
as I
shall surely
die, stench
of convention’s
arsenic, bloated
are the
fools that
try. Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! Will
nothing ever
change? Gingerbread
Pigs! Are
we not
each to
blame? Pale
yellow pus
of clouds
outside,
the bottle
is empty,
we’ve been
drinking to
a hole,
my mind’s
turning to
a puddle.
Technology is
raining down
on me.
The world
is all
a-muddle.
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
I need
quick transfusion.
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
This world
is mass
confusion!
Now dress
me all
in black,
a constant
state of
mourning, dress
me shouting:
“Take Back
the Night”
head spinning
at the
illusion, now
paint the
sky in
purples, now
paint the
houses blue,
pull off
my arms,
my legs,
and head,
all around
is Gingerbread,
it makes
me think
of you.
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
I feel
the other
side calling.
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
The temples
are all
falling. Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! Won’t
you please
be my
transfusion? Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! I’m
sitting on
a couch
alone. Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! Why
don’t we
just get
stoned. Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! Sitting
on this
couch alone!
I am
a piranha—
I want
to take
you home!
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
The butter
is melting.
The world
is a
roulette wheel.
The butter
is melting.
(But I’ve
gotta gurl,
your hippo
is not
dainty, won’t
you melt
with me
in the
70’s or
at least
just until
the morning?)
Sitting on
a couch,
Gingerbread Pigs
at the
door, the
world is
acid jello,
it’s sad
when the
music ends.
It’s all
melting!
It’s all
melting!
It’s all
melting!*
( *all references from either Celine or Tripping Daisy),
--December 30, 1995-January 5,1996
@pth
Ba—room-owoo!
Ba—room-owoo!
Sitting on
a couch,
cold as
winter’s winds,
magic potion
is in
my brain,
society is
killing me,
as I
shall surely
die, stench
of convention’s
arsenic, bloated
are the
fools that
try. Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! Will
nothing ever
change? Gingerbread
Pigs! Are
we not
each to
blame? Pale
yellow pus
of clouds
outside,
the bottle
is empty,
we’ve been
drinking to
a hole,
my mind’s
turning to
a puddle.
Technology is
raining down
on me.
The world
is all
a-muddle.
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
I need
quick transfusion.
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
This world
is mass
confusion!
Now dress
me all
in black,
a constant
state of
mourning, dress
me shouting:
“Take Back
the Night”
head spinning
at the
illusion, now
paint the
sky in
purples, now
paint the
houses blue,
pull off
my arms,
my legs,
and head,
all around
is Gingerbread,
it makes
me think
of you.
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
I feel
the other
side calling.
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
The temples
are all
falling. Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! Won’t
you please
be my
transfusion? Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! I’m
sitting on
a couch
alone. Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! Why
don’t we
just get
stoned. Gingerbread
Pigs! Gingerbread
Pigs! Sitting
on this
couch alone!
I am
a piranha—
I want
to take
you home!
Gingerbread Pigs!
Gingerbread Pigs!
The butter
is melting.
The world
is a
roulette wheel.
The butter
is melting.
(But I’ve
gotta gurl,
your hippo
is not
dainty, won’t
you melt
with me
in the
70’s or
at least
just until
the morning?)
Sitting on
a couch,
Gingerbread Pigs
at the
door, the
world is
acid jello,
it’s sad
when the
music ends.
It’s all
melting!
It’s all
melting!
It’s all
melting!*
( *all references from either Celine or Tripping Daisy),
--December 30, 1995-January 5,1996
@pth
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Comments
tripping daisies... another band, but i'm not familiar with them
Tripping Daisy is a mid 90's retro psychedelic acid rock band;
Since I got both for Christmas not to long before I wrote this, I was rocking on my headset and reading at the same time, and the cuts between the two left some pretty surreal impressions....intersplicing them together made for some pretty interesting stuff....
phishgod
GREAT take.
I actually have I am an elastic Firecracker
so this was joy to read. LOL. FUNNY as all get out.
also, I'd love to see Celine head up any form of rock band. Y Kant Celine Dance. LOL.
his book, Guignol's Band
"Us, that was a horse of a different color!....numbered clowns the whole carcass! Donkeys, scrap iron!...a fellow's only five liters of blood!.......The earth's just a roulette wheel!..."
**
"the bottle's empty!.....It makes a Delphine roar!.......
she's an extraordinary maid! blazing with affection and zeal!....Her hippo's not dainty...."
Anyone ever find out what happened to David Baker who used to be in Mercury Rev? I saw them supporting PJ at Finsbury Park#1 in 1992....Very Sleepy Rivers......
He reminded me of that fella from Tripping Daisy who's now in the Spree... same lysergic twinkle in the eye and in the word...