Gut Bucket Blues (Album Version)

Then, circa 1977
Thinkin' 'bout ya

Still salivating sweet sensuous surprises to ya
Tall, tasty, tantalizing, exercising lean lover look
I'm dancin' to ya, Earth to ya, wind to ya
Fire boppin' back to ya, you, me, we
Twist a lime and I drop Coronas and a
Dime in our pockets
Spacely sprockets when I used to suck them lips, mmm
Copulation on my mind like
Afro sheen on a fresh cut

You was a red light district
You was a danger zone, off limits
Night black as DeBary, DeBary, DeBary, DeBary, DeBary, DeBary

Sweet vine, peach wine by the quarry
Higher under a voring moon
And you was talkin' 'bout
"Soon, baby, soon"
"Soon, baby, soon"
You was a daughter, the drum of the dance conjure
Pullin' me to barefoot, buckin' to deep, dug, mud, muddy water showers
Yao herbs, orange candles burn, almond and allspice, amber incense
Climbing down into your valley
Climbing down into your valley
Into your wide open spaces
Into your rocky mountain high places
And I was runnin' through ya, runnin' through ya
With hellhounds on my trail
Sail through ya lips, dip deep down, swim, drown
Plunging, plunging, plunging

You was a red light district
You was a peeling wall like the naked shoulder of a whore
Your door swingin' on the hinges
It'll open, it'll all open in the wind
Squealin' like the high-pitched sounds
Of virgins taken for the first time only
Knees push point to the vine of a voring moon
You was talkin' 'bout
"Soon, baby, soon"
You said, "Soon, baby, soon"
You was talkin' 'bout
"Soon, baby, soon"
You said, "Soon, baby, soon"

You was a gutbucket blues
You was a two-four-six on the beat, no sheet music, shot a wild turkey
Harmonica sister blues, synth be singin'
, Be awakin', hear she dare be, she be
Hittin' them high C's from the th-th-th, hittin' them
High C's from the th-th-th percussion of the pussy to the B's
She dare be, she be to the sound slidin' 'cross the crotch
High C's, sister soul, sister solace
She me be, she me, you me, sister you me
Brother sister you, you me, you me
You was a
Red light district

You was a gold shotta, horizontal Venetian blind
Border crossin' the embers of my body
Turn my body, turn my body, turn my
Thing was goin' all
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up in view
You was a sudden breeze in August heat
You was a South Bronx fire hydrant rain on a Brooklyn street
You was a firebug on a cut string
You was a gospel wail like the one come from
Old women rollin' down red carpet aisles
Smiles be on they faces 'cause the spirit be, he be all
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up in them like
You and me, you was a big boat moonsey breakfast bite
You was singin' that and groovin' in my garden
You was Etta James doin' the do like she do when she do Etta James
Doin' the do like she do when she do Etta James
Doin' the do like she do when she do
You was sugar cane stuffed 'tween my teeth
You was a rabid dog humpin' on my leg
You was a black cat curled in my lap

And you was talkin' 'bout
"Soon, baby, soon"
"Soon, baby, soon"
"Soon, baby, soon"
"Soon, baby, soon"

Then, circa 1989
The only erection that entered your flesh
Was a syringe
Ejaculating
Goin' all
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up
In you
In your library, you said

"Soon, baby, soon"
"Soon, baby, soon"
"Soon, baby, soon"
"Soon, baby, soon"
"Soon"
"Soon"