Captain Beefheart Old Fart At Play Lyrics

Old Fart At Play Lyrics

Pappy with the Khaki sweatband  
Bowed goat potbellied barnyard that only he noticed  
The old fart was smart  
The old gold cloth madonna  
Dancin` t` the fiddle `n saw  
He ran down behind the knoll  
`n slipped on his wooden fishhead  
The mouth worked `n snapped all the bees  
Back t` the bungalow  
 
Momma was flatten`n lard  
With her red enamel rollin` pin  
When the fishhead broke the window  
Rubber eye erect `n precisely detailed  
Airholes from which breath should come  
Is now closely fit  
With the chatter of the old fart inside  
 
An assortment of observations took place  
Momma licked `er lips like uh cat  
Pecked the ground like uh rooster  
Pivoted like uh duck  
Her stockings down caught dust `n doughballs  
She cracked `er mouth glaze caught one eyelash  
Rubbed `er hands on `er gorgeous gingham  
Her hand grasped sticky metal intricate latchwork  
Open t` the room uh smell cold mixed with bologna  
Rubber bands crumpled wax paper bonnets  
Fat goose legs `n special jellies  
Ignited by the warmth of the room  
The old fart smelled this thru his important breather holes  
Cleverly he dialed from within from the outside we observed  
That the nose of the wooden mask  
Where the holes had just been uh moment ago  
Was now smooth amazingly blended camouflaged in  
With the very intricate rainbow trout replica  
 
The old fart inside was now breathin` freely  
From his perfume bottle atomizer air bulb invention  
 
Dialogue:  
Don Van Vliet: "His excited eyes from within the dark interior glazed;
watered in appreciation of his thoughtful preparation"  
Man: "Oh man, that`s so heavy"