Francisco El Gato

Francisco El Gato storms the purple yerba
the eyes the swish the works
set out the washbasin, I'm going moose chasin
I sense a better tomorrow

Despite all the science and wealth against us
working furiously against
can you feel the pinch?

Charles chases francis into the tree
I laugh as the sun shines life on me
the Jewl of eve, my standing stone
the leaves are changing color

the leaves are falling and finally
I see the beauty in everything
from the lovers touch, to the last honey bee
from the cannibals that started world war 3
I sense the magic in all the madness
even the walking dead, have their charm

Breakdown of the bloodbrain barrier
I have lost it but I'm making a new one
Breakdown of the bloodbrain barrier
Like 3 German in Wisconsin.

Ants crawl on my bare feet
I try to host them gently
but occasionally, more often than not
I send them off to the great beyond
My pinch of sadness turns to laughter
'cause I know we're all to follow
shortly in the here after

it's the Breakdown of the bloodbrain barrier
We have lost it but we're making a new one
Despite all the science and wealth against us
working furiously against us
always against us
forever against us
like
3 German in Wisconsin
One Russkie lost in Sweden