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Captain Beefheart And The Magic Band
Captain Beefheart And The Magic Band

Background information
Birth name Don Glen Vliet
Born January 15, 1941
Born place Glendale, California, U.S.
Died December 17, 2010
Death place Arcata, California, U.S.
Genre(s) Experimental Rock
Blues Rock
Psychedelic Rock
Progressive Rock
Years active 1964—1982
Label(s) Epic Records
Virgin Records
Atlantic Records
Reprise Records
Mercury Records
A&M Records
Blue Thumb Records
Associated acts The Tubes
Frank Zappa
The Mothers of Invention
Ry Cooder
Zoot Horn Rollo
Rockette Morton
John French
Jack Nitzsche
Gary Lucas
Moris Tepper

Captain Beefheart And The Magic Band Lyrics

"Hey Garland, I Dig Your Tweed Coat" lyrics

hey Garland i dig your tweed coat
I'll trade you a domino this size
mothballs scented
the woman silk nude tie
painting his chest
one celluloid stay, exposed through his nibbled collar
feet speckled the sidewalk
faces gurgled through windows
passing cars gum rubber streaks
neon plants swim like green seaweed to a deep rhythm of blues
red thyroid sunsets
flame and speckled chemistry
pipes run off dark tubes
erase into marks that pour the dye of darkness
crystal comes together as silent as ink
"i don't think i could let it go, i got it at the religious scene"
teeth let go
tobacco juice
an oiled balloon
brown eye in an egg whit
black tar bubbles in stripes
a straw hat squeaked on the brim of a feather
newsprint thumbed through nicotine fingers
a dark olive was turned on
its small pulp speaker, burst into a scream
one large tomato was immediately peeled skin red
it bled into a red 'o' and smacked behind accepted fangs
quick eyebrows danced cutely above a mole
the front was smooth
it gradually gathered and wrinkled at the holes
a dark wooden moustache deposited below above Chinese red varnished lips
that dented slightly into the evening
"it's gotten quite cold - I've decided i can't sell you my coat"
honking the wind puffed into the clumps above the lattice rows
and out looked panatella
naked and not ashamed
without no clothes wiggle pig went snout first into a tree
the rubber turkey was gobbled up by night's dark rubber mouth
a white phosphorous raindrop dropped in the sky
hot silhouettes in a convertible
gave this a applause
and several white porcelain trays were rolled in by bumble bees
their wings arranged with pictures out of the past
and the rainbow baboon gobbled fifteen fish eyes with each spoon
pockets was caught at window level
approaching the fractured glass dripping in light he spoke
"i just looked at myself
and from here to there it ain't far enough
but from here to there
it's too short"
"and circles don't fly, they float"
Pena exclaimed
and went on to say
"sun shore did shine this year
who'd you look like underneath?"

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