[screw_ball]

Ascetic-thin, coveted by vultures
And rendered child-like by the road
Das Hips repair to leeward culture
They back the truck up and unload
And get down to finding fresh pretense
To mistake the dream for prescience
The one where Siren's honey tones
Lead us up to the microphones
Her instructions couldn't be more plain:
"Fear no reflection, fear no art,
Let the manual be your heart
The blues are still required again."
The trouble at the henhouse is,
Her voice, it lulls, then vanishes.

[chris]

Tales From The Hip?

[screw_ball]

Yes, from the old TATH site.

[longseason]

Great screensaver, too.

[mojo_mattv]

I suddenly feel much younger then some people lol. j/k

[direwolf74]

I remember that was written inside the tour program for ARA '97.

[hotmetal401]

I vaguely remember this. My memory of the handwritten Insomniacs lyrics are much better though.

A quality find -- I'm getting excited for the summer. Bellevegas can't come soon enough.

Cheers,

Pat

[beanmedic]

Ascetic-thin, coveted by vultures
And rendered child-like by the road
Das Hips repair to leeward culture
They back the truck up and unload
And get down to finding fresh pretense
To mistake the dream for prescience
The one where Siren's honey tones
Lead us up to the microphones
Her instructions couldn't be more plain:
"Fear no reflection, fear no art,
Let the manual be your heart
The blues are still required again."
The trouble at the henhouse is,
Her voice, it lulls, then vanishes.

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[screw_ball]

Ascetic-thin, coveted by vultures
And rendered child-like by the road
Das Hips repair to leeward culture
They back the truck up and unload
And get down to finding fresh pretense
To mistake the dream for prescience
The one where Siren's honey tones
Lead us up to the microphones
Her instructions couldn't be more plain:
"Fear no reflection, fear no art,
Let the manual be your heart
The blues are still required again."
The trouble at the henhouse is,
Her voice, it lulls, then vanishes.

<!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://web.archive.org/web/19990221191238/www.thehip.com/henhouse/cover.htm">http://web.archive.org/web/199902211912 ... /cover.htm</a><!-- m -->

You're absolutely right. I edited my post.

[Chris Tanz]

bump this mofo. I was reciting this thing tonight. and googled it and here it was.

now back to Plan A,
ct

[Tthip]

I forgot about this and ran across it tonight:

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ascetic thin coveted by vultures
and rendered child like by the road
das hips repair to leeward culture
they back the truck and unload
and get down to finding fresh pretence
to mistake the dream for prescience
the one where siren's honey tones
lead us up to the microphones
her instructions couldn't be more plain
fear no art fear no reflection
let the manual be your heart
the blues are still required again
the trouble at the henhouse is
her voice it lulls then vanishes

[Chris Tanz]

For all those of us rendered childlike by the road, this deserves a bump.

[SoylentGreg]

Man, I haven't talked to Screwy in years. We used to be AIM buddies - anyone remember AIM?

I'm sure he'd be happy to see this bumped.