SPLIT ROCK SYMPHONY

May Day flautists Pan the 4PM moon
On wine lips and passion breath the cavalcade roams
Through sandstone, split-rock syphonies and a sigh
Over cholla fields, purple, pink and red blooms

Tumbleweed towns roll away like a ghost
They follow pied pipers offering up their glad toasts
Crows on the wind surf Appollonian sky
Dancing with the breeze and singing out with a cry

CHORUS
They sing holy holy holy holy holy
Holy holy holy holy Hey
Ring around the rosie
Seven times it goes
Throw posies
Raise a Phoenix
Crush a glass
And square the circle at last

Cascade lovers strum through rivers of stone
Snatch a joyous tune from a ribbon rock drone
Coyotes scramble ‘cross the peaks and howl through the night
Raising desert’s dome with wild shrieks of delight

CHORUS
CHORUS

JADE THE STONE

Jade the stone has bought a lot
Of tractor-trailer treaded hearts
Dressed with neon, spiced with asphalt
Tastes familiar, tastes a lot like home

He rides the bus each day at nine
Some comfort just to recognize
Those concrete gazes paved with faces
Rocking roads on tarred and feathered pride

CHORUS
Jade's falling for tin-timbred ice elation
He's got lots of love to trade for freon veins
Now he's got temporary patience
But murmuring desperation - stalks Stone

He cracks a sparrow, tacks a wing
On pavement walks beyond the factories'
Sugar-sweet black smoking breeze
He tramples spring and steamrolls linden leaves

CHORUS 2
Jade's falling for tin-timbred isolation
He's got lots of love to trade for free
On veins now he's got temporary patience
But abulic desperation...Ohhh

BRIDGE

CHORUS (3)
And Jade's calling for tin-timbred expiation
He's got lots of time to wait for dispensation
He's been blessed by track filled patience
Freon veins and cool ablation Ohhhh...

He bangs alone
He's Jade the Stone
He hangs alone
He rocks the road
On tired, wired pride
Allied
With none
With none
With one
He's won
He's won
One...

INCORRIGIBLE

Impressive tangibles give a good look
Though you've never earned a penny
And you barely read books
Well, maybe ones with pictures and two syllable words
You've sponged off your parents and taken the

Thirty thousand dollars they gave you for school
And spent it all in ways
To prove you're ever so cool
You pride yourself for being in the popular crowd
Normal people think you're just obnoxious and loud

CHORUS
And you're out with a different girl every night
Never come home till the dark's turned to light
You're incorrigible
You're incorrigible

Wonderbread, wonderhead you fuel the show
With your 400 SE
And an eight-ball of blow
Ride through the mirror on a grin full of gin
Brake on empty, then you begin again

In your black shirt, pants and black shoes
Join the dead souls
Who've got nothing to lose
Wear on the outside what you wear on the inside
May be nothing, but it's nothing with pride!

BRIDGE
CHORUS

Impressive tangibles give a good look
Though you've never earned a penny
And you barely read books
And you wear on the outside what you
Wear on the inside
May be nothing but you've nothing to hide

CHORUS
Life's so great as long as you get to play
You've got what you want in a marshmallow way
You're incorrigible
You're incorrigible
You're incorrigible