the cream of the guests at the family banquet
lean on the hand -
lean on THE DRUNK HAND.
and from the elbow, wrist, the fist they kiss -
and dive for the throat
of the hapless host,
who dies like a dog
with a ding-a-ling drunk hand.
it cannot move
it cannot feel
it only drinks
yes, it drinks!
I think ...
and it ...
shares the wrong time,
shares the wrong time,
there's the wrong time!
hold to your glove!
your drunk glove!
lean on the hand!
raise THE DRUNK HAND higher!
what's that?
the hand that toasts the drink will light the fire.
it might just follow you for a million years ...
and they howl at the man
with the cloak and the stick,
who's sick in the palm
of a ding-a-ling drunk hand.
it cannot speak
it cannot pay
it only drinks.
*
there is right and a wrong hand,
with poison beneath every nail.
how can i lose with a drunk hand?
oh, how can I possibly fail?
*
who put that champagne fist up high upon the spire?
where people come from miles around
to watch the art -
as his heart
does rip from his chest
in the shape the form of a deified drunk hand.
40 years ago I found them or they found me. Since their music caught me more and more: It's the sound, the atmosphere, their uniqueness. Many unforgettable songs here: Belief, Heaven is Waiting, Hide, Hold on, Red Light, Somewhere, The Hurt (and I love the Album VI), but my favourite is Clock. Wonder what Steve R. is doing... Thank you for having been/being The Danse Society. cryptie66
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