June 20, 2013
Since this particular song lyric is now recorded, and, due to come out in July as part of EVERMORE: The Shadow Walk – I thought I had better try it out on Tami A. and The Watchman to see if it passes muster!
“Ladders and Chutes”
Hello?
Is there anyone else in here?
Why is it so dark in here?
Would someone please turn on the lights?
Who’s your Daddy – is he your Father?
Who’s your Mother – is she your Lover?
Who’s your Sister – do you miss Her?
Is your Brother – still undercover?
What’s your plan – what’s your game?
What’s your story – what’s your shame?
What you sowing – what you reaping?
What you giving – what you keeping?
Where you going – where you been?
Where’s your mojo – where’s your sin?
Where the signs – where the guides?
Watch for land mines – watch for slides
When you startin’ – when you stoppin’?
When you flyin’ – when you droppin’?
When you hidin’ – when you seekin’?
When you lovin’ – when you freakin’?
Why you hatin’ – why you schemin’?
Why you blamin’ – why you dreamin’?
Why you searchin’ – why you drinkin’?
Mind your swimming – mind your sinking!
It’s the dawning of the Age of Aquarius
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – I’m not jumping through anymore hoops,
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – I’m not lickin’ anyone’s boots,
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – I, I can’t deal with goddamned suits,
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – there’s no one in here who gives a hoot,
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – just keep your fuckin’ hands offa my loot!
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – I just wanna taste those passion fruits
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – every time I take a step upward
I seem to slide two backward and
I never seem to get anywhere…
I don’t know but I’ve been told, a big-legged woman ain’t got no soul;
I don’t know but I believe, a woman’s always got something up her sleeve;
I don’t know but I’ve been taught, just about any woman can be bought
I don’t want you
I can’t have you
I don’t love you
I can’t stab you
I gotta keep my eyes on the road and my hands
upon the wheel…
I always told you
When that Fat Lady sang
You’d go out with a whimper,
Not a bang
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – I gotta get in touch with my roots,
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – my life has been one long loop,
Ladders and Chutes, Ladders and Chutes – oh god, let me taste those passion fruits!
I always told you
When that Fat Lady sang
You’d go out with a whimper,
Not a bang
Copyright 2013/Stephen Scheff