Teenage Scribbles: Grease is the Word - *Grease is the Word, drawn Fall 1978.Colored pencil and felt tip pens on 3-hole punch paper.* It required 4 separate chunks, with several days between, fo...
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Let’s get one thing straight—I never use imagery.
I’m not that kind of boy; I believe in honesty.
It’s an image with weight; it makes you circumvent
Circle around all the things that you might have meant.
And it doesn’t hurt anyone
And it isn’t real dangerous
And when you want it bad enough
You can even think it up on your own.
It’s just a little vice, and it shouldn’t shock anyone.
Between you and me, it’s acts of unlimited love.
It’s a fever that builds—it comes and it goes, you know.
You’ve got to admit that it’s all in our minds by now.
And if you try to examine it
And you take all the measurements
and read in between the lines
You’ll find out that you’re missing the point.
You shouldn’t ever judge an act of creation.
The myths that inflame our highly volatile brains.
The mystery of the act of attraction proves
you can never disprove what happens in solitude.
I don’t care about morals
I don’t care about prudity
But here is the way it is
Resplendent in nudity:
I want you to use your brains,
Now what do you think about that?
Lillian slipping within crisp whirlpools gripping within concernThis was perhaps the best of all the pieces we did together at this time. Fojammi totally knocked it out of the park on this, and I was really happy with some of my ideas for the vocals, though it was never really fully realized, since I could never get it quite right in one live take with no overdubs.
Lazily beans aligns with the main screen thinks about the curves
Low low low
That's about as low
As a fellow ought to go
Everything's happenin' and everything's changing and every thing's going by
I don't know nothing that I can't remember and I can't exactly remember
Patiently patiently waiting to awe the carnivore of all time
My bird eats turkey for breakfast every day
Never asks for bacon, I know just what she'll say