Buffalo Grasshoppers

[Verse 1] Buffalo grasshoppers droning on and on Flutes flaming Car wash at the vocational college The mountains whisper wooden winds A high lonesome sound In a cavernous well the orchestra loops [Verse 2] We know how to play But we purposefully don't all the time Some of the time Got to keep you on your toes With overarching mystery I've been accumulating waves Flugelhorn waffles And NASA rockets Robert Creeley would be so proud of me Or would he [Verse 3] Scratchy as Tom Waits’s voice Or a London beggar sleeping rough Let's all swarm the doo-wop hive Free jazz on a licorice stick Mondegreen for the busty girl With a bob haircut Green chrome electrical storm White noise and bubblegum If it ends in twenty-seven there's a hundred tracks Tone so low it blew out the Sony mastering facility [Verse 4] Gouge out your eye on a transatlantic flight Use your advance to go to France Radio City red sequin upper cuts Asthma puffs Dithering and frittering Pirelli girls Seven Up and Disney Fizzing bubble and pop [Verse 5] Monastery Hollywood harp Big pink cassette full of floorboard dust Sounds better in the summer cuz it's warm Enoch Light and the Light Brigade Roland Kirk and Nicky Sudden’s boots One flew over the cuckoo clock with Stan Brakhage