COSMIC AND FREAKY

(Grit Laskin)

It was cosmic and freaky,

on a midsummer's day

And the pipes in the meadow,

Man, they blew me away,

And the blackbirds and the thrushes

were into their own thing,

And the larks got off on music,

Man like all they did was sing



A freak and his ol' lady

were out tripping through the heather

Said the freak to his ol' lady,

"Man, my head's not together,

So I'm trucking out to Frisco,

Where the alpha waves run free,

And the highs you reach on skateboards,

Have transcended LSD."



Well, a picture of his Earth Shoe,

she instantly drew

Saying, "This is where I'm at, man,

I'm still tuned into you."

And as they dug each other's head space,

Tears from her eyes he did see

She said "Can I come?" and he said "No,

Man, don't lay that trip on me."



He said, "Man, we're getting heavy,

I'm not into what's going down

The taxi meter's running,

and I'm [turned/bummed off this town

But you'll still be my ol' lady

If you're ever near San Francisco

After all, babe, you're a Pisces,

And I'm a Scorpio."



from sondra stigen, 1984

Recorded by Laskin- Unmasked

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