Songs of Days Gone By 05 - Gollamalloo Talking Is Dead
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Download Gollamalloo.mp3 I've used the word "gollamalloo" as a user name for emails and online handles for years now. This song is where that word comes from. The song is basically an amalgam of weird and wacky events that occurred during parties I'd been to when I was younger. There are many nonsense words in here denoting the incomprehensible rambling of many of my fellows who were under the influence, or, in some cases, me being under the influence and perhaps ascribing such meaninglessness to what may have been cogent utterances. Gollamalloo! the intoxicant was passed effervescent to the last dropped a notch or two along the evolutionary scale wormwood stole my cerebellum hid it in a shell and stopped the outbound Reason setting sail heart palpitating 13/8 as broadloom undertook a state of liquefied marshmallow soup a hearty shade of pink I quickly cried “Gollamalloo!” and paddled in vain with my shoe but directionless I tired and promptly came the sink Randy took a hard-boiled egg and held it to his nose said “I’m the king of all the earth” and smeared it on his clothes Donna took out her left breast and cupped it with a Jell-O mold while Dave howled Tarzan calls and beat his chest cryonic in its state the heavy albatross Grape Ape hangs in heat transference peeling from the fabric on my chest I hit the archetypal ground when there barked a blaring sound and ingenue turned seismic goo encompassing the rest crass opulence thought Eye covered the earth in plastic guise to preserve it for the future wailing wake of dense Ragu intelligence in this loose form uncovered “whence you are forewarned” embroidered on a pillowcase across the sofa blue Suzie took her lipstick out wrote epithets on Bill collapsed after the airplane spins had made him rather ill Rick mooned the room and tripped up on his jeans into the rug Cin sat glass-eyed drooling playing with the plug zen tropi magoo snore de yem farg cola ma sigh fyris enterb cheka terwank semina whomina snarf gladiola moon time to cut the grass too soon incandescent tune overwrought the 4th of June sucked into the great monsoon… prostrate porcelain penitence performed the unformed recitence rejected fusili non grata adopt cheerio packs calm countenance found my embrace entwined to cool my face and forced remission from the aftershock attack Karen stood up quietly said “Anth, I think I’m dying" dropped to her knees and crying said “goodbye" her face went pale and she collapsed in the middle of the room Eye petrified, she smiled, jumped up shouting "Gollamalloo!" zen tropi magoo snore de yem farg cola ma sigh fyris enterb cheka terwank semina whomina snarf
Download Gollamalloo.mp3 I've used the word "gollamalloo" as a user name for emails and online handles for years now. This song is where that word comes from. The song is basically an amalgam of weird and wacky events that occurred during parties I'd been to when I was younger. There are many nonsense words in here denoting the incomprehensible rambling of many of my fellows who were under the influence, or, in some cases, me being under the influence and perhaps ascribing such meaninglessness to what may have been cogent utterances. Gollamalloo! the intoxicant was passed effervescent to the last dropped a notch or two along the evolutionary scale wormwood stole my cerebellum hid it in a shell and stopped the outbound Reason setting sail heart palpitating 13/8 as broadloom undertook a state of liquefied marshmallow soup a hearty shade of pink I quickly cried “Gollamalloo!” and paddled in vain with my shoe but directionless I tired and promptly came the sink Randy took a hard-boiled egg and held it to his nose said “I’m the king of all the earth” and smeared it on his clothes Donna took out her left breast and cupped it with a Jell-O mold while Dave howled Tarzan calls and beat his chest cryonic in its state the heavy albatross Grape Ape hangs in heat transference peeling from the fabric on my chest I hit the archetypal ground when there barked a blaring sound and ingenue turned seismic goo encompassing the rest crass opulence thought Eye covered the earth in plastic guise to preserve it for the future wailing wake of dense Ragu intelligence in this loose form uncovered “whence you are forewarned” embroidered on a pillowcase across the sofa blue Suzie took her lipstick out wrote epithets on Bill collapsed after the airplane spins had made him rather ill Rick mooned the room and tripped up on his jeans into the rug Cin sat glass-eyed drooling playing with the plug zen tropi magoo snore de yem farg cola ma sigh fyris enterb cheka terwank semina whomina snarf gladiola moon time to cut the grass too soon incandescent tune overwrought the 4th of June sucked into the great monsoon… prostrate porcelain penitence performed the unformed recitence rejected fusili non grata adopt cheerio packs calm countenance found my embrace entwined to cool my face and forced remission from the aftershock attack Karen stood up quietly said “Anth, I think I’m dying" dropped to her knees and crying said “goodbye" her face went pale and she collapsed in the middle of the room Eye petrified, she smiled, jumped up shouting "Gollamalloo!" zen tropi magoo snore de yem farg cola ma sigh fyris enterb cheka terwank semina whomina snarf