new song Pterodactyl. Happy China New Year!

New free New Years song for your taking, or for the garbage can, whaddever ya wana do....t's up t' 'u.  Last night (NY day) here in Tianjin, after 6 straight hours of shell-shock, my eyes twirled like fireworks...pretty cool t be in the middle of a place where fireworks were invented and they're blasted off loud n proud.  So i wakup t'day n post this song, though i can't hear anything anymore.

The song.  This is what could happen if you have a smoke on the beach in St. Andrews, NB, Canada.

You also could listen to the song on http://radio3.cbc.ca/#/artists/Skronger , right hand side, green "play" arrow....at least mine is green.

Here are lyrics

PTERODACTYL
V1
Copyright by "skronger"
Christopher Mark Kohler January 24, 2012
http://radio3.cbc.ca/#/bands/Skronger
She posed with birds on, red sandy outcrops
Seagulls nasty talk, some call them shit-hawk
Bombs drop from skies fair, fresh sea-salt air
Splat sloppy crap inno,-cent peoples hair
V2
But in her thinking they sing songs for drinking
Super star big stage, fisher's wharf lamp post
Squawk, sing, squabble 'n fight for fish scraps
Akin to mystical human mishaps 
V3
Moulds her ass-bones,  deep in beach dirt
mud,  slime, sand, and stones, and freaky creatures
now she gets right whacked, it's sooo  grand-o
laughing gulls black-backed, become pterodactyls
Copyright by "skronger"
Christopher Mark Kohler January 24, 2012
http://radio3.cbc.ca/#/bands/Skronger
Chorus
Roll a huuuuuuge  fat Mary pill
Pull it waaaaaay back until
Sweet smoke floooooows out her nose
Triassic dreeeeeeeeeams and happily babbles
With pretty white pterodactyls
Bridge 
Sometimes we wonder
as cars, livers, and homes crumble  
why that dirty ol'e liquor is legal
While stinky donkity dank is penal
Licking and sticking 2 papers together
making a jumbo splif fer better 
flakes of green tumble to sand
Twist, light, snappity BLAM!
Copyright by "skronger"
Christopher Mark Kohler January 24, 2012
http://radio3.cbc.ca/#/bands/Skronger

Flapper Circus

As birds flap their beaks of truth, and bears enjoy the odd dum-dum human rump, cockroaches clean up human's pollution and become the brunt of hatered by big boots, and fish spew their sperm on eggs without hiding their intentions, USA politician wannabes fling lies and crap at each other, while people actually listen.  It's the 5-year Wrinling Brothers returning circus.  No wonder higher life forms are in such a mess; the circus is mistaken for intelligence.

Pterodactyl

i noticed beer gives me a buzon.  I notice it was the transition that was best, although the main platform is ok.  On an empty stomack, pouring a fine brew into a greedliy accepting purse of inner gut millitudinous micro-finger lined sac, results in a fine quick buzz, like in the order of less than 5 minutes.  Even after one cup of 3.5 Harbin brew.  It's got me wonderin....is it like a fish, jumping from the water....its crossing of that inter-world border of water and air, or the dive-bombing king-fisher in the other direction...that first splash.....after-which it muddles about in bubbles of wonder, longing for that initial blast.  I turn on music....i bang my head, especially at the start, but then my head starts to bang bells.  Whipped cream on my toungue, its brain inflating euphorics .....well.... they last some time too.  The orgasm might be an exception.

I need to write a song.  Pterodactyl it will be called.  The lowly seagull becomes Pterodactyl, after infusing with sweet-grass.  Meanwhile, politicians lie like a cheap rug.....at least they're consistent.