The Snake
©1980 Andrew Calhoun, recorded on Water Street.
I love your motion and your urgency,
I love your music, said the snake to me;
I said, you mustn't come to close to me,
I fear you're stealing all my energy.
I fear you're stealing all my energy.
And the snake said, "Look at all these women here
See the buttocks and the breasts and hair;
If you go down to the City Fair
You can get a young one for a dollar there."
I said, "A woman's price is the price of me
And with a dollar, I buy slavery;
Yes, I can buy one and I can buy two
But I can't buy one I don't have to lie to
I need someone I don't have to lie to."
But said the snake, "Life will bring you down,
Gravity pull your underground;
Your heart will rot, and you skin will fall
And the worms will spawn inside your skull,
The worms will spawn inside your skull."
"Years ago, men sent a rocket
Up to sneak around in God's hip pocket;
All through space that rockets goes,
But it cannot find what the seagull knows,
And it will not find what the seagull knows."
With that the snake came for my throat,
With poison venom, and twisting shout;
I took his face and I drew my knife,
I was not sorry for to take his life.
For the life does not make the soul,
As the future does not make the goal;
The grains of sand do not make the beach,
These are the lessons that the seagulls teach.
These are the lessons that the seagulls teach.