That Rock Album

Doxhund
who Dare play favorites with the Heart

The Way the turnstile skipped Most important Beat

Gave the impression it wanted us to Dance

That it Wanted us

that it Wanted us to Want us

The Way that record played in Congress to our Sex was Remarkable

It Opened with this fallow Verve reclaimed

from Long Forgotten Vault in Record Studio

And then The Dropbeat came rush down the Stairs

and stumbled on Stage with an Absolute Lust for Life

Stepping to its heels it fell into a kind of Dance to dance to

A Sort of Tribal Anemia that spurred our Desire to Fuck One Another

The Way that Riff fit through the Vocoder and

held our intentions long enough to let us Smile Devilishly Smile

The Way it Attended to our Beds, Nursed our Cocktails, took long Hard Drags from our Cigarettes

The Way the Vocals came pouring from the chords

Words I’d Gladly kill my hearing to

And the Band Played on Long into my life

Through our Loving through our Violence

Through our fucking and our Friends

until they were tired and kept playing till I was tired

and unable to Go, till we stopped listening to eachother and Broke Apart

But Sometimes when the worlds gets too Dirty and Mean,

we meet up where we first met up

for Drinks and Conversation

Those Beats In Employ of Gods
Those Beats On the Envoy of God