Buttercup Song (Verse 4)

It seems those who tell you what to doHave already done it, before they doBut it don’t even matter — uh, if’n it’s trueBecause you know — damn well, you knowYou’re gonna do the same thing, too Here we get the moral of the story: Don’t trust anybody, not even yourself....

Buttercup Song (Verse 3)

Well, then it happenedWell, I am sad to relateWhile he’s eating SpaghettiOs, this girl’s – uh, Chinese plateHe drooled and he slobbered over the designAs down in his mouth dribbled three-month-old port wineNineteen dollars a quart, gift from his mother –...

Buttercup Song (Bridge)

Oh, you should have seen it!Oh, my God, what a sight!A fully grown man writing poems at nightTo the silly old flower blooming in the night airAs alliteration blossomed, off in his chairTo which I came attached one dusky eveningWhen I sat in our park, some stuffing in...

Buttercup Song (Verse 2)

But he is a liar, of course he got hung upOn an androgynous small buttercupOf staminate and pistillate flowers, did heWhich happens, by the way, when you get involved emotionally, so – There are a few words worth exploring here, the first of which is...

Buttercup Song (Verse 1)

Well I’ve got this friend, and – I’ll tell ya, man – he’s real hipAn anthropologite, baby, that is his businessBut never once – wooh! – does he ever blow his coolBecause he always follows this wondrous golden rule So first of all, what is...

Buttercup Song

One goal for this week was to sit down and listen to John Cale’s new album, Mercy,in honor of his 81st birthday. (He was born on March 9, 1942, exactly one week after Lou Reed.) I guess on some level I felt like I was doing him a favor, expending some of my vauable...