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CINCO GEMAS!

by JohnnyAngelWendell

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Butterfly baby Baby butterfly Butterfly baby Floating in the sky Butterfly baby Eyes of cocoa brown Nobody can cage you No one can pin you down You go where Ever you wanna go Cause you’re a free being Cross my fingers, legs and then my toes Hoping someday it'll be me an, me an, me an Butterfly baby Baby butterfly Butterfly baby Drifting in the sky Butterfly baby Eyebrows painted on I turn around to give you a great big kiss She's gone, daddy gone Some men call their women "Pretty Flamingo" and Some men call them "Venus In Furs" I call that woman "Butterfly Baby" cause She's "nobody's property girl", girl, girl Mariposa Bonita Mariposa pequena Tu eres la luz en mi vida ahora Tu eres mi reina 1-2-3-4-5-6 Butterfly baby Baby butterfly You know it really Kills me every time you say goodbye Bye bye baby bye bye (4).......
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I really don't mind hanging at the lavanderia Here in Silver Lake you never know who you'll see there The manager is fixing all the coin slots with pliers And making sure the homeless don't steal from the dryers I'm watching the Goths do laundry Got no fabric softener on me I'm watching the Goth do laundry All their clothes are black He's got a Bauhaus T shirt on, it's under his leather His says Alien Sex Fiend, guess that's why they're together He kinda smells like burning sage, I gotta say it's nice And he peruses an old novel written by Anne Rice I'm watching the Goths do laundry California sunshine has made them balmy, no bleach in their sacks Folding up their gear Like busy magpies While me and the Mexican ladies Watch our rags dry God forbid an item that's dark brown Here in what used to be the poor side of town. She's scrubbing out a stain or two from last night's marinara But doesn't mind the pillow case Caked from their mascara Hauling out the weekly wash in duffel bags and sacks And stomping back to Benton Way In boots out of "Mad Max". I'm watching the Goths do laundry I'm watching the Goths do laundry Like Don Henley, they got dirty laundry None of his is black I'm assuming that I'm watching the Goths do laundry I'm watching the Goths do laundry Matching colors isn't a quandary Everything is black Drenched in candle wax Into Dead Can Dance So decadent Wonder where they went Ain't seen em around
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I was motivating From Albuquerque to Blythe Easy-peasy one shot I'll ace this drive overnight Flying down the desert freeway Not a soul in sight Look up at my mirror There's them flashing lights Don't you get pulled over Driving through Arizona Don't you get too confident Way too close to the border These are all them high school thugs Worshiping that law and order Don't get pulled over Driving through Arizona Tonight, tonight, tonight. It's 3AM, 89 degrees Still got his shades on He got a smile like a crocodile Man, how I wish I was home License and your registration Please step out of the car Get up on the shoulder now Mr. Movie Star Don't you get pulled over Driving through Arizona Don't you get too confident Way too close to the border These are all them high school thugs Worshiping that law and order Don't you get pulled over Driving through Arizona Tonight, tonight, tonight. Yes sir, no sir, yes sir no sir Watching everything I said Yes sir no sir, yes sir no sir Cause I don't two in the head Yes sir no sir, yes sir no sir Driving red, brown or black I may be white, but I tell you tonight I'm never ever gonna come back Never, ever, never Says go walk a line you had too much wine We're 90 miles outside of town Ain't had a drop since Reagan was boss Man, I hope he's not too let down I gotta play this for officer sadist I can tell he wanna make me wait I'm being nice, cause this is the price Of having California plates Don't you get pulled over Driving through Arizona Don't you get too confident Way too close to the border These are all them high school thugs Worshiping that law and order Don't you get pulled over Driving through Arizona Tonight, tonight, tonight. Chat Conversation E
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Every so often It can't get out of bed When being a survivor means You ain't dead yet In a world I never made And it's still so demanding There ain't trophy for being The last man standing I called your name last night and You never answered Was it your weren't listening Was it the cancer? I got Ghosts on my shoulders They sing to me, so I cry I got these ghosts on my shoulders Wish they were wings So I could fly Into the atmosphere And we'd be near And be born again If I'd have known your memory would be so precious Maybe I wouldn't have been So contentious But the fussing and the fighting over nothing at all Over nothing at all Made me wanna claw my eyes out Or punch down the wall Drunk and dope sick, always in pain I'd go through it all to see you once again And I got ghosts on my shoulders They scream at me From above the sky I got ghosts on my shoulders If I was a car, I could drive Far away from here, just disappear and be born again There's still shows to play Don't go away Next one's second set on a Saturday Do you remember the changes to the one I wrote about the waitresses son We all used to date her I'll remind you all later! One of these days I'll take the train To a gig in town Once again With a Guild hollow body and a Pignose Amp Plug right in and play In front of the bank Where my favorite club, it used to stand When I was on my way to bein' Full grown man I got Ghosts on my shoulders They sing to me, so I cry I got these ghosts on my shoulders Wish they were wings So I could fly Into the atmosphere And we'd be near And be born again Chat Conversation End Type a message...
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Desert Town- DESERT TOWN It's nice n easy in this desert town Pace of living's leisurely but not quite down Air is dry and heavy but not unpleasant Unlike the blazing sun Which is everpresent Wasting away, wasting away Wasting away, wasting away We hung in Hollywood way back in the 90's I see you now and I know it's not behind me I've become a regular in Joshua Tree Get out your trailer babe and come n see me (ch) Your mobiles and metal sculptures All covered in dust Back home in Massachusetts They'd be starting to rust But there's no one left there you talk to And no one you trust Hide out here in comfort and safety Anonymous. It's nice and easy in this desert town Got my shotgun loaded Though there's no one around At the 99 cent store, everything's a buck and three I got my soap and enchiladas Life is good to me Wasting away, wasting away, in a desert town (4)

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released October 8, 2018

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JohnnyAngelWendell Los Angeles, California

Leader, Thrills, Blackjacks, Swinging E's, Creeps In Exile and now romantic balladeer. Sort of.

This is what happens when punk rockers get older, have babies and get a little consciousness--sometimes.

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