Rosencrantz
(by Michael Clem)
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dentists
Working the reception is a waif
Fielding their questions in the big chair
Asked in repetition “Is it safe?”
Is it safe?
Something’s rotten in the state of Utah
Global party planners on the take
Tossing their fedoras on the call girl
Boost to local business is at stake
Is at stake
To thine own self be true should be a t-shirt
Roll your cigarettes up in the sleeve
Hit New York pedestrians with smoke rings
Outside where it’s safe so they believe
They believe
BABBLE ON, AND TRAVEL ON
SMILE AT ME AND I’LL GO ON
TO BABYLON, OR AVALON
OR SOMEWHERE IN A DREAM
WHERE I’VE NEVER SEEN
The readiness is all is on my bumper
Funny it should be upon the rear
Maybe I should learn to drive in reverse
Reprogram my brain on how to steer
How to steer
To be or not to be is more a statement
One made for rhetorical effect
Why do lemmings march into the ocean?
Didn’t Sherman’s men want to defect?
To defect
BABBLE ON, AND TRAVEL ON
SILENCE ME, I WON’T GO ON
TO BABYLON, OR AVALON
OR NOWHERE IN A DREAM
WHERE I’VE NEVER SEEN
All my life I’ve never been to Denmark
Dad informs me I’m one quarter Dane
Kill the rogue who be-headed the statue
I’ll claim temporarily insane
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Deadheads
Trading shows and never feeling pain
Thanks, in part, to candy from their dentist
Swatting bees and dancing in the rain
In the rain
copyright 2006 J Fish Music