Wednesday, April 15, 2009

The Sins Of Memphisto

In the previous post, I noted a line from a song by John Prine - The Sins Of Memphisto - here are the words.

From the bells of St. Mary to the Count of Monte Crisco
Nothing can stop
Nothing can stop
Nothing can stop
The Sins of Memphisto

Sally used to play with her hula hoops
Now she tells her problems to therapy groups
Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake
Wondering if his marriage was a terrible mistake
I'm sitting on the front porch drinking orange crush
Wondering if it's possible if I could still blush
uh huh oh yeah

A boy on a bike with courderoy slacks
Sleeps in the river by the railroad tracks
He waits for the whistle on the train to scream
So he can close his eyes and begin to dream
uh huh oh yeah

The hand on his watch spin slowly around
With his mind on a bus that goes all over town
Looking at the babies and the factories
And listening to the music of Mister Squeeze
As if by magic or remote control
He finds a piece of a puzzle
That he missed in his soul
uh huh oh yeah

Adam and Eve and Lucy and Ricky
Bit the big apple and got a little sticky
Esmeralda and the Hunchback of Notre Dame
They humped each other like they had no shame
The paused as they posed for a polaroid photo
She whispered in his ear
"Exactly Odo Quasi Modo"

John Prine
from the cd - The Missing Years

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