Divine Circuit Bind
Ancient monkeys preaching cosmic equations
Top of the stairs at a quarter 'til nine
Stuck with the sisters in the pre-carnation
It's rock-and-roll writing that's been enshrined
Spinning hubs of disintegration
Creasing the folds to the aerodyne
Water gets wet and all the pages
Turn aqua vita to fruit of the vine
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I'm in the Divine Circuit Bind
I'm in the Divine Circuit Bind
Wasting time between the lines
Got my mind in the grind
I'm in the Divine Circuit Bind
I'm in the Divine Circuit Binder
Across the pond that's breeding dissension
They're calling it "yap" in the London Times
Shocking the shells and not to mention
The O.E.D. and the nickel-and-dimes
Uncle Lawrence tried to profit-publish
In sourdough cities where beatniks go
Waded out West through glitter and rubbish
Only to find that the hi-fi's lo
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Equestrians ride on gilded stages
Pulpit puppets in a tragic play
Hitchhikers thumb through telephone-pages
Finding the future in a foldaway
Sleeping on couches, creeping on crutches
Buying their Bibles at a clearance sale
Hear what I'm saying all you anti-lushes
Words are the same in a paperback shell
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© 1997 & 2012, Allen Herndon (BMI).