full service love kafka character: part VII



by

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

- who wrote which line version -




#1

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




#2

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)




#3

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)




#4

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




#5

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)




#6

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




#7

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)




#8

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




#9

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)




#10

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




#11

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




#12

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)




#13

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)




#14

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




#15

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




#16

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




#17

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)




#18

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)




#19

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)




#20

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)




#21

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




#22

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)




#23

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




#24

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




#25

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




#26

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)




#27

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




#28

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




#29

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




#30

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)





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