dead letter office #16
get your tickets now for the FOUND magazine tour, coming back to NYC 9/23-9/25 for 5 shows (link via the real janelle).
now, back to the random notebook that turned up during the recent move. this time we get a song. or a poem. hard to tell:
Now I can't go without my fix
I need it each and every day
It's in the shape of many things
Like animals and ships from space
Jello
Jello
When I run out
I get dangerous
Beat the cat up
It's a big mess
Call me stupid
And outrageous
I'll throw Cool Whip
In your faces
Butterscotch
French Vanilla
Lemon Lime
Tapioca
[unintelligible]
It may sound strange
But I confess. I can't
Decide which I like best
I eat all day, and dream
all night About the Jelloman
in tights
Jello
The doctor says I can't be
Cured, I wouldn't want to anyway
I've got no teeth, Don't be
Concerned, I just eat
Jello anyway
Chorus [arrow pointing down]
The Bill Cosby
Comments
Now this....this is absolute magic. Pure magic.
It's hard to choose, but I think my favorite line might have to be "I eat all day, and dream all night About the Jelloman in tights." Do you know who the author of this is? Is it you?
Posted by: crispin | August 25, 2004 03:08 PM
it's not me. i'm not sure how i came into possession of this notebook (see DLO #15 for more info). i love how it ends with "The Bill Cosby" for not apparent reason. truly baffling.
Posted by: jamie | August 25, 2004 04:15 PM
this is the greatest song ever. why don't we all interepret it and balgavy can post the sounds files?
Posted by: sujan | August 26, 2004 11:35 AM
good idea. it might be time to break out the 4-track.
Posted by: jamie | August 26, 2004 01:36 PM
i'm on it.
Posted by: crispin | August 26, 2004 02:17 PM