my Rock Opera

[sgt.null]

Strip Club

I've been away too long, it's so clear
everything's changed, just look around here
all the things that I hated, now I hold dear
now that I want for nothing, I'm feeling no fear

these women all have their secrets, I see deep inside
I let them know that their safe, no reason to hide
if I take them home, then I'll leave them whole
I'm so not into flesh, I'm saving their souls

they want me, they see me, I'm no longer tame
so feral, my barrel, it's filled with champagne
I love them, to leave them, so never the same
now close your eyes, try to forget my name

I was made for loving you baby
you were made for loving me
I can't get enough of you baby
can you get enough of me?

{lyrics - St. Francis}

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anything can be sanitized using bleach

all offenders will be searched
outside of the doors
cook's doors - cook's floors
and so many more

tiny little man with a tiny
little plan - tiny little gun
in his tiny little hand

{lyrics - Sgt. Null}

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Some Whistle Blow

I was riding number nine
hitting south from Caroline
I heard the low whistle blow
some whistle blow

not now alone I bear the chains
I'm a number, not a name
I heard the low whistle blow
some whistle blow

I'll be locked here in my cell
'til my body is just a shell
and my hair turns whiter than snow
and some whistle blow

I never see that gal of mine
Lord I'm in Georgia doing fine
I heard the low whistle blow
some whistle blow

all I do is sit and cry
whenever the evening train goes by
I heard the low whistle blow
some whistle blow

{lyrics - Torres / Sgt. Null}

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Shower Buddy

for ten years I've been on my own
now I've found a spider living in my home
I thought I was a ghost, but now I'm your gnome
we can watch tv and pretend you're my clone
shackles of lace, finger foods and mace
there's no need to talk, the ball gag I taste
represents what is real, and all that I feel
is the cat-like tongue, wrapped reel-to-reel

{lyrics - St. Francis / Sgt. Null}

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Denote

put it on paper
how Hot Water Slim
got up on the table
a tragedy / a comedy
depending on your side
keep my name out
of your pretty mouth
salarymen and rent boys abide
go on and wash pots Francis
I know you're a dirty little liar

{lyrics - Sgt. Null / St. Francis}

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Pink Cakes and Pretties (reprise)

pink cakes and pretties
and a love so divine
hey pretty momma,
how I wish you were mine

{lyrics - Sgt. Null}

[sgt.null]

don't you ever...

don't you ever
in your black life...
(repeat til fade)

{lyrics - St. Francis / Ali}

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Out of Place

out of place, out of time
I can't seem to ever unwind
what's a white boy supposed to do
when I'm falling in falling in love with you
getting drunk, getting high
it's so obvious why
what's a poor boy supposed to do
when he's falling in love with you
and I'm falling in love (x3)

we give them the slip
cause I'm with one of their own
& we're just dying to find somewhere
to be alone & the cops stare
at their shoes while
Slim's falling in love with you

now you're gone, what to do
I should have taken the time
to make love to you
now you're licking other's wounds
while I'm learning to live without you

now I'm losing you love
you're a negative dove
was the only one
now I'm cleaning my gun
and I swallow a pill
and drink 'til I'm ill
while there is no one to need
no reason to bleed

while the people they stare
while I'm in my underwear
they parade me all around
all over this town
and nothing has changed
yes I still remain
and the doctors say
I'm not even insane
so what am I, who am I
and who are you, what were you
were you real, meant to feel
what's in me, set me free
I'm alone, every day
turning old, turning grey
and no one knows how we feel
praying from the heart as I kneel
tie me up - kiss me down
bite me neck - pull it out
reach inside - I'm alive
but just waiting for
what day to die
and I'm falling in love (x3)

{lyrics - St. Francis}

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Pink Cakes & Pretties

pink cakes & pretties - yes we know who we are
Captain Naughty loves Pimp Skinny - that's pretty bizarre
giving birth to Sgt. Null in the back of a car
scrap metal, junk baby, cotton candy, don't say maybe

work my fingers to the bone & squeeze my brain like a sponge
I'll cook you goulash made of cantaloupe & holy cow's tongue
I'd like to leave tomorrow but there's work to be done
pink cake, no sleep, sugar pretty, so deep
squat thrust, Camelot, chasing the dragon, through parking lots

badger's in the hole, used to be a dragon, circa ninety-eighty
now I'm on the wagon, back to the motel room
with Mr. Patton, Mexico, Montreal, Montrose
down the hall, Disney whores scar the tv

in the day room, they're staring at me, they feast on the flesh
at the next big thing - me!

Hot Water - who's gonna save you?

{lyrics - St. Francis / Sgt. Null}

[sgt.null]

Princess Turn Key

let's take a walk, you can show me what you see
bend over the red box, Tiny kicks me in the knee
I'll hold the keys, so that everyone can see
I'm your princess, of our playpen
I'm your turn key, like a virgin
shooting fireworks, at koalas
spending Christmas eve, drinks at LaLa's

in the building we know just how to treat you tender
your tear drops will fall, just like Freddie Fender's

Granny's so jealous, cause I'm not like the other fellas
he said she overdosed, so he threw her in the dumpster
so she ran up the stairs & pounded on the door
and said "Granny I won't tell, if you shoot me up some more"

I'm so upset at you, I've no apricot brandy
I'll chop off your head, and now you're eye candy
light a cigarette in your hand, it'll come in so handy
in hell, get us a light, too late to call life flight

{lyrics - St. Francis / Sgt. Null }

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She's Gone Sour

I'm never gonna be the same again
life's about acquaintances, not friends

there are no bridges left to mend
everything in life must see it's end

it's so much deeper than I ever wanted to know
women are easier when their eyes are shaped like does

and all my children want for Christmas is a dad
am I the only one that feels that he's been had?

my artificial angels that I take to raise
to make me feel that I can make sense of these days

now the only reward that's left is to roam
but I've realized you can never go home

Dio de los muertos, time to end the concerto
cascadors is dead, Hot Water fills my head

don't think that I don't love you
it's just that there's something God wants me to do (x2)

if Jesus never comes, we'll always still have Slim
and if He does, would you be kind to Him? (x2)

{lyrics - St. Francis}

[sgt.null]

Hot Water & the Killshots

I

the Killshots
Retrieve
Two Soups and a Mintstick
South Hall Gate
Triptych

II

Pink Cakes and Pretties
Hot Water
Richard Behind the Glass
Alien Brain
Out of Place

III

Mr. Lows Restaurant
Center Gate
Captain Naughty's Jugband Blues
Denote
Koala

IV

Some Whistle Blow
Yellow Pork Pie
8 - This is the Correct Number of this Song
Granny's Lament
North Hall Gate

V

She's Gone Sour
Of
8 - Part II
Anything Can Be Sanitized Using Bleach
Princess Turn-Key

VI

Shower Buddy
Pink Cakes & Pretties Reprise / Leonardo Arredondo
Don't You Ever
Back Gate
Blue Bird

VII

1/2 Way House
Strip Club
St. Francis Virus
Loving the Leper
The Kingdom of Rats

VIII

Tortured Artist
Ozmi
Milk-9
Echo 145
Undercover

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Leonardo Arredondo

Leonardo Arredondo - He was a friend of mine
Leonardo Arredondo - He was so very kind
Leonardo Arredondo - I had to leave behind
Leonardo Arredondo - The hooch it made him blind

Leonardo Arredondo x4

Leonardo Arredondo - Kool Offs, they made him find
Leonardo Arredondo - He always hated mimes
Leonardo Arredondo - He wore a beehive
Leonardo Arredondo - Filed his teeth into knives

Leonardo Arredondo x4

Leonardo Arredondo - He made me feel alive
Leonardo Arredondo - He robbed the Five & Dimes
Leonardo Arredondo - He always talked in rhymes
Leonardo Arredondo - At church he heard the rhymes

Leonardo Arredondo x4

Lyrics - Sgt. Null / St. Francis

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Blue Bird

I got my thirty - I got my thirty

waiting in the fog - frog march
ditch croakers - tokens for the road
Sam the tall man - planned this sham
man the walls - prepare my fall

I got my thirty - I got my thirty

in five hours - find what was ours
re-entry, my return - what doesn't burn
still she moved on - from this con
alone, in between - we said forever

I got my thirty - I got my thirty

Lyrics - Sgt. Null

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Postcards

Hagatna Bay, Guam

Talked to Bob Karate
sounds like you're making
progress w/ your class.
Are you getting your rest?
Have you checked your
E-Mail account?


by - Mother

[sgt.null]

Postcards

13 Miles Woods, New Hampshire

your kids are here, going back & forth
So we can have them as much as
possible, we took them to lake
went on tube, will try to send pix
Hope you got your Father's Day.
kids say Molly works from home now,
which will save her on day care in the summer,
they'll be here another 9 days
it's really hot, so swimming a lot.



by - Mother

[sgt.null]

Loving the Leper (Will You be my Friend?)

shut in the shadows, birds on these bars
Sunday mourning is silent
Who am I now? Who was I then?
I'm born anew

go back to my life, tour the world
or carve a canoe
loving the leper, he has a bitter taste

so my new self shows
there's a reason, but no rhyme
yet the shoe keeps falling in time

we can do this, if you try
who could do it alone?
like that, I'm a ghost, an old torn flyer
chipped paint on a post

you may never believe, still you will receive
the inevitable gifts from my table

stories of old, I live them anew
there is no Cain and Abel
the Bible happens now, hunting sacred cow
in a wolf's skin

will I tear you apart? just to put you in me

breaking fast is a sin?
I think not
not time to rot
time to rock
be my friend
let my teachings begin

Lyrics - St. Francis

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Undercover

I could write you a letter
something to make you feel better
with someone like me
you could paint me in colors
to make me seem like another
but I say no, just let me go

I could go undercover,
to try and find another lover
find someone to do,
the things you used to do
but you know just when to find me
& show up just to remind me
even with someone new,
all I think of is you

I would give my life for you
and I wouldn't tell you
if it wasn't true
a fairy tale to tell you
short and sweet, convincing and true
Jesus was a snowman who melted one day
leaving a wet spot and then he blew away


lyrics - St. Francis

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St. Francis Virus

I'm a virus, plucked from your iris
torn from believing, done with deceiving
I'm kept in blue

I'm turning over, the last joker
the sixth receptor
who is quenching nothing, the thirst relieving you
so kept in blue, black blood around me

the fools have crowned me, collective coup
these fools surround me
these chains that bound me
they can't hold you - they're torn in two

... me, this thing inside me
I'm rolling over, exposed to you
unique, so boldly unique
you sold me, I'm torn in two

she's set me free, my own banshee

lyrics - St. Francis

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1/2 Way House

at the 1/2 way house, with all the junkies and whores
pretend to be a house mouse, so I can open closed doors
'cause if I shine too bright, I'll burn out black
like a diamond to coal, rigor mortis brought on because
I'm covered in shellac.

I'm the bad piece of furniture, that Goodwill don't want
born out of bad literature and listening to Crunt
even the Babes In Toyland, had a pig to hunt.

and now I'm free, left to be, my own black hole
in a self choke hold, auto-erotic, day zoo exotic
I'm a rescue animal, I'm a streetlight cannibal

I'm a drunken Cherokee, I'm a red-light refugee
I'm stretched too faint, I just need war-paint
the eye-stripe will hide, the face of the man who died

the hunter, becomes the hunted
so ultra-effectual, my growth unstinted
eat me, beat me, pay top dollar
to treat me, I'm prime real estate
the one you all love to hate -

St. Francis...

I'll die alone...


lyrics - St. Francis