DIG, LAZARUS, DIG!!!

dig yourself, LAZARUS!!!!!!

DIG YOURSELF, LAZARUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

dig yourself, LAZARUS!!!!!!!!

(dig yourself back in that hole)

Larry made his nest up in the autumn branches

built from nothing but high hopes & thin air

he collected up some BABY-BLASTED mothers

they took their chances

& for a while lived quite happily up there

he came from NEW YORK CITY, but he couldn’t take the pace

(thought it was like DOGGY-DOG-WORLD)

then he went to SAN FRANCISCO

(spent a year in outer space)

w/ a sweet little san franciscan girl

I can hear my mother wailing

& a whole lot of scraping of chairs!!!!!!!!

I don’t know what it is

but there is definitely something going on upstairs

dig yourself, LAZARUS!!!!!!

DIG YOURSELF, LAZARUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

dig yourself, LAZARUS!!!!!!!!

(dig yourself back in that hole)

I!!!!     WANT!!!!!   Y/!!!!!!!! TO!!!!!!!!   DIG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

yeah, NEW YORK CITY, he had to get out of there

& san francisco, well, I don’t know

& then to LA, where he spent about a day

he thought even the pale sky-stars

were smart enough to keep well away

from LA!!!!!!

meanwhile Larry made up names for the ladies, like

MISS BOO!!!! & MISS QUICK!!!!!!!

he stockpiled weapons & took pot shots at the air

he feasted on their lovely bodies like a lunatic

wrapped himself up in their soft yellow hair

I can hear chants & incantations

& some guy is mentioning me in his prayers!!!!!

I don’t know what it is

but there is definitely something going on upstairs

dig yourself, LAZARUS!!!!!!

DIG YOURSELF, LAZARUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

dig yourself, LAZARUS!!!!!!!!

(dig yourself back in that hole)

I!!!!     WANT!!!!!   Y/!!!!!!!! TO!!!!!!!!   DIG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

well NEW YORK CITY, man

SAN FRANCISCO, LA (I don’t know)

Larry grew increasingly neurotic & obscene!!!!!!!!

HE NEVER ASKED TO BE RAISED UP FROM THE TOMB!!!

no one ever actually asked him to forsake his DREAMS!!!

anyway, to cut a long story short

fame finally found him

mirrors became his torturers

cameras snapped him at every chance

the women all went back to their homes

& their husbands

(secret smiles in the corners of their mouths)

he ended up like so many of them do

back on the streets of

NEW YORK CITY!!!!!!!!! (crowd) !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

in a soup queue/

a dope fiend/ (a slave)

then prison/ then the madhouse/

then the grave

O POOR LARRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

but what do we really know of the dead

& who actually cares?????????!!!!!

I don’t know what it is

but there is definitely something going on upstairs

dig yourself, LAZARUS!!!!!!

DIG YOURSELF, LAZARUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

dig yourself, LAZARUS!!!!!!!!

(dig yourself back in that hole)

I!!!!     WANT!!!!!   Y/!!!!!!!! TO!!!!!!!!   DIG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(for larry sloman)