Jimmy Tomorrow

Shocked? Dismayed?

Or maybe just a little upset

Well, no this isn't pretty

And yes, my hair was longer then

It's what happens when your choices

Are narrowed to fashion or violence

Adjustments, you make adjustments

There's nothing left wrong with me

That money can't cure

But I don't want to be somebody else's

Learning experience

Some rich kid's way to spend his allowance

I want magic in my real world

Some modern voodoo to make it work

Can't make it work

I remember what you sputtered

Chewing your stupid fuel

You said, "The amplification of the eternal

Present is the technology of desire" Phew!

I thought, you were already corroded...

I said, "You'll know me, I'll be the one

Pulling the perfect crime, flushing

This place down the huge hole left

When I quit cigarettes"

But it was just more gas

We were all wearing falsies

...weren't we?

So I'll stop being clever

and just say it straight

I guess I set impossible goals and I don't

know when to quit

Is that it?

Found a cure for daylight yet?

Tom Tomorrow & Sermonette

Found a cure for gravity yet?

Yes, I'm addicted to roofs and jets

Found a cure for hunger yet?

Black coffee, cigarettes

Found a cure for desire yet?

I don't want to talk about that now....

My goals?

My goals are to find a cure for irony and make a fool

out of God.