Hey Bo Diddley
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Bo Diddley Bo Diddley have you seen
The wonders of this world got teenaged mean
It's gotten so I don't want to see a sight
But the king-like bodies puffing day and night
The king-like bodies tussle down the back
Of my yard to the No Diddley in Iraq
No Diddley No Money in the Bronx
Make a pretty-drumkit out of old timeclocks
Make a stratocaster from a cardboard box
Try to make a penny from a wheezily fox
Bo Diddley Bo Diddley have you heard
New York trains sound like mockingbirds
Chicago trains sound like killing cats
When they get together make a pitter-de-pat
Pitter-de-pat down the track it squeaks
And when it gets to Pelham man it's knees get weak
A meteor you know has got nickel to burn
Bo Diddley I think your nickels were earned
Tumbling through the sky like Daedelus's son
Bo Diddley don't it just look like fun
Put a Tungusa rabbit in a flashpop run
To make a fat impression for miles around
Bo Diddley don't you think it makes a sound
Bo Diddley Bo Diddley please relax
Rest a little while in your coffin box
And when you come back you can finish this song
When ground's all black and the rabbit's long gone
--1928-2008
posted by Greg Purcell @ 1:01 PM,
