scrap pad

song lyrics gone tuneless

last week I was whispering "rats eating sausages a cross eyed cat paws a saucer." this week I'm whispering "I am, an emergency vehicle I am, an emergency vehicle I am..." (kb: have you heard Scout Niblett? try her album I am, then Sweet Heart Fever.) these phrases make me think of "Madame Cleo cuts hair in a fuschia pink geodesic dome."