full service love kafka character: part VII


kevin costello (kc), brother matt (bro), matt wascovich (mw) and mike watt (watt)

- who wrote which line version -


discovering new history (bro)
flooded w/buckets of pisstory (watt)
all glocks are locked (kc)
stopped angry adults (mw)


pitcher of orange sun is poured into my (watt)
windowpane, way way high, summer (bro)
is a calendar, and (mw)
it is july and am still fat (kc)


fuck it. I'll just stand in the rain (kc)
slipping, then tripping (watt)
down in the bilge, knee deep shit flood surprise (bro)
USA in the crosshairs (mw)


pulled over in LA (mw)
bee buzz siesta (kc)
dreaming of pretty little senoritas (bro)
I mean, senorita (watt)


human ant farm delirium (kc)
underground tunnels from here to China (bro)
transport handful after handful of (watt)
crud, dog paddle down the river (mw)


mistakes have been made (bro)
and dicks have been frayed (watt)
in poser speak, (mw)
I'm glad fugazi never "made it" (kc)


there once was a Watt gig in Natuckett (bro)
where I choked and had to say "fuck it" (watt)
he lowered the E to D and stuck it (kc)
broke a string and had to chuck it (mw)


BMX plywood ramps (kc)
held up a table top too long, (mw)
in other words... (watt)
extreme bender, broken dick ouch (bro)


in social hall, the old Slovaks bicker (mw)
rum-soaked nard licker (bro)
cold-sober clock ticker (watt)
gin'll make your hair sicker (kc)


sweet siesta daydreams (bro)
late night fright screams (watt)
knocking at the apartment door (mw)
prophetic barks from the death bed (kc)


wrapped in thrift (mw)
fosters in an oil can (kc)
at back harbor chowder barge pitstop (bro)
did I make my nightly shitdrop (watt)


a protect and serve hoax (bro)
was foisted on the folks (watt)
I'll show you white knuckle fear (kc)
traded in a hood for mirror glasses (mw)


for the rapscallion's tallywacker to (bro)
a dictionary got forced through (watt)
wet thumbing through foreign words (kc)
cracking up instead of cracking down (mw)


throw away the pictures (kc)
forced through the sieve (watt)
w/a sick thick chunky bunkness (bro)
attacked by hot snakes (mw)


stepping stone, milestone, tripwire (bro)
highline turpentine flyer (watt)
widening in a jameson whiskey gyre (kc)
kicking away catalogue fashion (mw)


whistler in the night (bro)
ding-a-dinger in the day (watt)
what time is it flava flave? (kc)
Clark Ave. flipped off (mw)


Lola commands (mw)
jingling keys and high heels clicking (bro)
balls hung out, zipper sticking (watt)
quick summer walk to the "king can" store (kc)


memories of the first amendment (bro)
peckers moaned but then condemned it (watt)
their fear lends them to bend it (mw)
never yell "FIRE!" in a crowded chat room (kc)


paranoid drug war witch hunt waste (bro)
packed into each tube of toothpaste (watt)
what you see is what you taste (mw)
I feel like john holmes blues (kc)


after vampire corporate peckerwood were found out (watt)
emptied suitcase, blood on bills (mw)
lets screw em like red light whores! (kc)
where are the great complainers now? (bro)


in sweat shop shirt (mw)
4:20 - burn bush (bro)
dump done, wipe tush (watt)
campy door stop foo dogs guarding (kc)


sat me up awake late (mw)
sat me down after the bake (watt)
questioning the worth of the space you take (bro)
gas-guzzler-SUV-drivin-muther-fucker (kc)


her dog stopped to stare (kc)
totally exposed and unaware (bro)
pubes are flying everywhere (watt)
next to the chair, shaving naked (mw)


whores painting toenails (kc)
assessment is (mw)
dumb simple bliss goal gone (bro)
ken and barbie's doll house is up for sale (watt)


solid woody hero burns (bro)
buttermilk-belly ever churns (watt)
solid woody hero learns (mw)
dressed all in white among the ferns (kc)


daydreaming on carol doda's tits (kc)
cream of the crop, slipped in suit, (mw)
fucking good fun busters (bro)
for sucking off corn huskers (watt)


lotus eaters (kc)
from grape street to gompers (bro)
we see baggypants and stompers (watt)
itching w/ religion (mw)


admitting some truths creates (watt)
epic eternal mindblow (bro)
clicking the ruby slippers (kc)
limited, imperfect (mw)


my fist (kc)
balled-up all this time (watt)
the unfolding will continue (bro)
like hypocrisy (mw)


all coffeed up and the sweat is on (kc)
put aside the book, (mw)
bursting and then released! (watt)
today I will celebrate my birth, join me (bro)

keep who wrote which line a mystery

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