Fish Tale Blues

I know a Spanish born painter with charcoal hair
Has me humming flamenco with a Russian flair crop shortstop flippin' for
the double play out standing foul pole vaulting for the girls to come out

I'm standing at the window no pane no view no matter what you tell me that
I still see you stopping traffic at the corner with your muscle tone walk "don't
walk" light look and your stop sign dance

I'm casting a pole with a wormy hook to the deep blue sea with a fishy look up
standing on deck knee deep in wish with a bucket of coal and lumber
All the skid mark romance gonna take a little toll
You're a change box taker and you got me on a roll top desk with my legs up
looking in your eyes but you can't see me 'cuz you're out there

CHORUS:

The rain comes a falling in the morning
And if you can't stand the mountain,
Then you won't like the view
The pain comes a calling in the morning
But it might pass over if you step right through

We're going flower pot smoking down at 911 having snail shell sex in a hot dog bun
You know you gotta have relish if you're driftwood free and you gotta believe in
the mustard seed

Speaking in code by rote by bones by stepping in a hole with a wall of stone
By step by stick by slippin' in a mess with a rope for balance and a loophole
I'm just a cog in motion with a knack for clicks slow turning the corner avoiding all
sticks all stops all ways all skate all shapes alternating by the numbers alternating by
the face alternating by the rivers alternating by the stairs, from eye to eye from hair to
hare by turtle by bus by rocket by stream by step by step 'til you stop to scream

CHORUS

I'm just staying the course with my hang dog sail stepping island to island spotting
whale to whale / There's an obtuse angle on my shit eatin' grin pointing
southwest hoping for a northwest wind
Crushed tin in the Bronze Age cabin in the woods sawing favors for the log man
delivering goods to the big mouth fucks making front page news
jumping traffic to the sports page fish tale blues

Half brained ghost super natural juice got him speaking good English with his tongue
all noosed knot slipping me five cuz he owes me ten
He's gonna shave a little ass but he doesn't know when
Take a little off the top mister quick wrist cut jaw dropping down the sidewalk with the
sucked in gut wrench tool box knowledge in a hammer head mood swing monkeys in
a screw drive fish tale

CHORUS:

The rain comes a falling in the morning
And if you can't stand the kitchen, then you won't like the view
The pain comes a calling in the morning
And it might pass over, if you step right through

The Spanish born dancer with the concrete shoes slapping faces and hands brushing
teeth while chewing on the lipsmack servant giving reason to splash in the puddle of truth
Another tuna fish summer on the volley ball beach combing church bell ringing for the
Concrete heat stroke ball busting rhythm smoke coughing up blood
Like a left brained brain in a right brained club

CHORUS:

The rain comes a falling in the morning
And if you can't stand the kitchen
Get out of the kitchen
The pain comes a calling in the morning
And it might pass over, if you step right through