Banging On Helium
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S: Banging on Helium
V1:
Knock knock on the woodshed’s door,
Trying to hit the balloon before it falls to the floor.
Helium lungs filled up with foam
That kid’s a clown, sitting in a bathtub alone.
Get ‘em a toy, maybe a kite in flight
Raise your palms up high if you’ve seen the light! (Johnny Cash’s I Saw the Light plays concurrently)
But have no fear, dear, don’t give in to fright-
Because when you’re banging on helium, you feel just right…
I: (Sound of someone blowing up a balloon)
V2:
They say the kid did it out of spite,
Talking to the hedgerows out in the field all night.
Kubla Khan flying on a cloud,
“Turn the radio down, don’t be so loud!”
Bluegrass and honky-tonk jazz won’t make mama proud...
Watching the fish travel upstream,
With their eyes awake, as if in a lucid dream.
Day burns,
And coldest night yearns,
Fallen leaves upon an upturned urn.
C:
(Concurrent banging noise) Bang, bang, bang on our eardrums,
Hang, hang, hang on ‘til your toes are numb.
Get it from glue,
Or get it from underneath your shoe.
Whisper quietly to the paint on the wall.
Write a message on a bathroom stall.
Because we’re all deaf to the Dreamcatcher’s song,
Cats caught in wind-chimes-
It’s all gone wrong…
V3:
Blackwater Mary burning upstream,
Fishes in her veil and fingers turning green.
Mother Mary’s got Wolfenstein’s Syndrome-
Drank too much rye and got a hook in ‘er eye
Now her brain’s wet,
Runs like a well,
Something fishy, an awful smell…
Proud Mary rolling,
Hot water boiling while the chain gang’s toiling.
Skin like tar, chewed up gum,
“Hey, now, boy, this ain’t supposed to be fun!”
C:
(Concurrent banging noise) Bang, bang, bang on our eardrums,
Hang, hang, hang on ‘til your toes are numb.
Get it from glue,
Or get it from underneath your shoe.
Whisper quietly to the paint on the wall.
Write a message on a bathroom stall.
Because we’re all deaf to the Dreamcatcher’s song,
Cats caught in wind-chimes-
It’s all gone wrong…
I:
I’ve been working on the railroad, all the live long day…
B:
Kafka trapped like a bug on the wall,
The little boy and his balloon seem so small
And he can’t speak a word around his funny little lips
Trip the circuits and flip the switch
Slipping glue, such stupid fun…
Glue and paint,
“Ma, arts and crafts is so fun!”
C:
(Concurrent banging noise) Bang, bang, bang on our eardrums,
Hang, hang, hang on ‘til your toes are numb.
Get it from glue,
Or get it from underneath your shoe.
Whisper quietly to the paint on the wall.
Write a message on a bathroom stall.
Because we’re all deaf to the Dreamcatcher’s song,
Cats caught in wind-chimes-
It’s all gone wrong…
(x2)
O:
Sound of a finger tapping on a window