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  1. Jaw Bone Blues

From the recording Jaw Bone Blues

Lyrics

You say, “go boil the ocean.”
You say, “go steam the seas.”
You say, “go boil the ocean;
go steam the seven seas.”
I gotta’ rock that hot spot
between your navel & your knees.

You say, “let’s have a night cap
served with an ice cap, if you please.”
You say, “let’s have a night cap
served with an ice cap if you please--
the Arctic or Antarctic
before you get to sleep with me.”

You grip with your incisors.
Guess you like to hear me plead.
You rip with your incisors,
And you beg me not to bleed.
The grip is getting tighter.
I hope you’re getting what you need.

You say, “replant the forest.”
You took a match stick to the trees.
You say, “replant the forest.”
You took a match stick to the trees.
What’s left is trash of smoke and ash
that moves on with passing breeze.

You say you want a big steak
served by some beef cake you can squeeze.
You say you want some beef cake,
someone who’ll get down on his knees,
a supple, joyous boy toy,
whose only pleasure is to please.

You slice with your incisors –
guess you like to hear me plead.
Not nice with your incisors,
And you beg me not to bleed.
Your grip is getting tighter.
I hope you’re getting what you need.

You say, “go boil the ocean.”
You say, “go steam the seas.”
You say, “go boil the ocean;
go steam the seven seas.”
I gotta’ rock that hot spot
between your navel & your knees.