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Polka Dot Rag
The What Of Whom

The Beatles

Lost And Found

Speeding Motorcycle
Live with Smutfish in The Netherlands

Casper
Kids
 
Honey I Sure Miss You
Artistic Vice
   
Dead Dog Laughing In The Cloud
Continued Story
 
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Daniel Johnston backstage in Boston 2009-10-15

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AN IDIOT'S END

I don't have to say a thing

She knows exactly what I want

But anytime I feel like this

What we have goes out for lunch

 

She looks at me like a gun cocked

And I'm afraid to turn my back

For fear of being loved

She leans forward for me to see

 

The lights of her majesty

She's tempting me with a razor blade

But time is money at a penny arcade

And there's monkeys in the shadows

 

And virgins afraid of being laid

The court jester holds up a light bulb and says

"All that is made is made to decay"

 

To know her is to love her

And I love her, but I don't know her

To know her is to love her

And I love her, but I don't know her

 

I feel for a place to sit

Things always go on this way

I'm lost for a little bit

'Till I come up with something to say

 

Then I'll go on and on

About rat skulls in her lawn

I'll not specifically mention names her and I know

We're just ashamed

 

She knows I'm here

And she readily rebukes her sister

She treats me with a sudden respect

Suddenly she calls me mister

 

But just as soon, I soon forget

And start poking around in the trash

Talking myself into outer space

And watching the reactions on her face

 

To know her is to love her

And I love her but I don't know her

To know her is to love her

And I love her but I don't know her

 

The picture of her sitting there

Me and her on that chair

I can only say as much as I please

But not as much as I dare

 

Where is the little girl who fell in love with me

The girl who fell in love with a sat-el-lite

That little girl's moved out now

But the satellite still comes around

Most every other night

 

I think my interest bleeds a heart

Of a dead dog lying in her yard

I could catch her standing naked

I could catch her cold

 I could catch her breath and bottle it

But I could never catch her off guard

 

Now when I go there nowadays

It's like visiting a sinking ship

And I'm a man overboard

And she won't throw me a lifeline

Symbolically represented by her lips

 

Yes, to know her is to love her

And I love her but I don't know her

To know her is to love her

And I love her, but I don't know her

No, No, No, No