Beefheart Captain The Thousandth And Tenth Day Of The Human Totem Po Lyrics

The Thousandth And Tenth Day Of The Human Totem Po Lyrics

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.
He had just finished his
breakfast smiling.
It hadn't rained or manured for over two hours.
The
man at the top was starving.
The pole was a horrible looking thing
With
all of those eyes and ears
And waving hands for balance.
There was no way
to get a copter in close
So everybody was starving together.
The man at
the top had long ago given up
But didn't have nerve enough to climb
down.
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.