Текст Captain Beefheart – The Thousandth And Tenth Day Of The Human Totem Pole

The thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole
The morning was distemper grey
Of the thousandth and tenth day of the human totem pole
The man at the bottom was smiling

At night the pole would talk to itself and the chatter wasn’t too good
Obviously the pole didn’t like itself, it wanted to walk!
It was the summer and it was hot
And balance wouldn’t permit skinning to undergarments
It was an integrated pole, it was taking on an reddish brown cast
Exercise on the pole was isometric
Kind of a flex and then balance
Then the highest would roll together
The ears wiggle, hands balance
There was a gurgling and googling heard
A tenth of the way up the pole
Approaching was a small child
With statue of liberty doll