Morgue File from Magnetosphere by Laurie Shaw

Well it was just more fun back in ’21
During the germ revolution
I had time to lose my mind, now I can’t get a minute
Via stone tape theory, maybe I can relive it
Will the house we were living in be haunted in the future
When do these things start?
Brocken spectre of Ronnie Spector, flexibound generalism

I saw crazy headlines on the bust statue
Where the clerk saw a boy she believed was her son
What was on the symptoms list?
I just met a cartoonist,
And he was dripping black ink on the street
Say is that a germ revolution on the boots of the night?
On the heels of the wing-walkers.
On the wheels of the silver machine?

Open up your morgue file
Open up your door
Tell me what to copy
And what I’m copying for
I’m committing melody theft
I’d want to be sure
I’m deserting Ms. Seymour

I had a dream I was back in the mountains
Watching the snow as it stuck to the glass
Blades of grass quivering above the ice layer
Making a record about an old underpass
It’s hard to resist the sabotage of self
In situations leading you just nowhere

Open up your morgue file
Open up your door
Tell me what to copy
And what I’m copying for
I’m committing melody theft
I’d want to be sure
I’m deserting Ms. Seymour

• Alternative
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