The boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea

From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was

generating

Another boy was sliding up the hallway

He merged perfectly with the hallway,

He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway



The boy looked at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run,

but the movie kept moving as planned

The boy took Johnny, he pushed him against the locker,

He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in

Johnny

The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees,

started crashing his head against the locker,

started crashing his head against the locker,

started laughing hysterically



When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling he's being

surrounded by

horses, horses, horses, horses

coming in in all directions

white shining silver studs with their nose in

flames,

He saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses,

horses, horses.

Do you know how to pony like bony maroney

Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it

goes like this

Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator

And you twist the twister like your baby sister

I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig

your baby sister

Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet

pee pee,

Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose

control,

Got to lose control and then you take control,

Then you're rolled down on your back and you like it

like that,

Like it like that, like it like that, like it like

that,

Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi



Life is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there, his

sperm coffin

Angel looks down at him and says, "Oh, pretty boy,

Can't you show me nothing but surrender ?"

Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket,

Taped to his chest there's the answer,

You got pen knives and jack knives and

Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred

Then he cries, then he screams, saying

Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my

brain

And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud,

Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud,

And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi



There's a little place, a place called space

It's a pretty little place, it's across the

tracks,

Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like

it like that,

You like it like that, you like it like that, you like

it like that,

And the name of the band is the

Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,

Twistelettes,

Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes,

Twistelettes



Baby calm down, better calm down,

In the night, in the eye of the forest

There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair,

I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a

stair,

I didn't waste time, I just walked right up and saw

that

up there -- there is a sea

up there -- there is a sea

up there -- there is a sea

the sea's the possibility

There is no land but the land

(up there is just a sea of possibilities)

There is no sea but the sea

(up there is a wall of possibilities)

There is no keeper but the key

(up there there are several walls of possibilities)

Except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes

possibilities.

(up there)

I seize the first possibility, is the sea around me

I was standing there with my legs spread like a

sailor

(in a sea of possibilities) I felt his hand on my

knee

(on the screen)

And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of cold

flame

(in the heart of man)

The waves were coming in like Arabian stallions

Gradually lapping into sea horses

He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his

smooth throat

(the spoon)

And let it deep in

(the veins)

Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities

It started hardening

Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities

It started hardening in my hand

And I felt the arrows of desire



I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a

brainiac-amour

But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the

area

(go Rimbaud go Rimbaud go Rimbaud)

And go Johnny go and do the watusi,

Yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ...

Shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and

encircling

Our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're

together twining

Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse

And my fingers all entwined through the air,

I could feel it, it was the hair going through my

fingers,

(I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)

The hairs were like wires going through my body

I I that's how I

that's how I

I died

(at that Tower of Babel they knew what they were

after)

(they knew what they were after)

[Everything on the current] moved up

I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too

unbelievably smooth,

Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the

possibility

Was a blade, a shiny blade, I hold the key to the sea of

possibilities

There's no land but the land



looked at my hands, and there's a red stream

that went streaming through the sands like fingers,

like arteries, like fingers

(how much fits between the eyes of a horse?)

He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)

He opened his throat (your eyes)

His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad

pituitary glands

The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched

that nobody heard,

No one heard that cry,

No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his

throat,

(His fingers)

Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of

jelly,

And so he seized the first

(his vocal chords shot up)

(possibility)

(like mad pituitary glands)

It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate

(there is nothing happening at all)

and go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into

the steep

saw this sweet young thing (Fender one)

Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking

meter



In the sheets

there was a man

dancing around

to the simple

Rock & roll

song