Directed by J. Cody Baker
Produced by Ram Paul Silbey
A Saloon Studios Job
The very fifth day in the fine month of May,
After a cross-country, my tenth time or so,
The studio started to roll and recorded
Thirteen songs, some written full five years ago
Another week later, the hills of the Satyr
Saw me back a-bounding my homewoods aga’n
I planted the garden i feigned to work hard in
But mostly i practiced my bow and handstand
The top of the pumpkin had started to jump in
The dirt by the time i had promised to part
And so the zucchini, the pea and green beanie
I watered, and wandered to Manhattan’s heart
In old San Francisco, the curse and the kiss co-
exist, as a fist hides a holdable hand —
But back in Manhattan, it’s harder to fatten
A flatfooted lacklust if still he won’t stand.
Now Calendar’s calm, come secular Psalm!
Fall into my palm as it pushes its plow
I feel like a fraud but when busily trod
O gud Gawd ah been busy, but don’t ask me how.
PS many Thank You to all who contribu’d
To making this album, due later this year
It may take a while, but calm crocodile
remember reptile, that never ain’t near
