Song
Jupiter Sheep
Words by Byron Callisto. Music by Jupiter Sheep.
you know i’m not real
i couldn’t be real
i’m just getting better
at keeping my picture steady
now we’re in the living room
all these people here
i don’t think they see me
i must be an invisible picture
the waterfall sun
floating up above
but no one seems to notice
so i pull out my gun and kill them all
surfing through the walls
there are no real walls
i take a wrong turn
and fall through the floor into cosmic grey clouds
(someone other than the white earth mother has a
hand in wrecking my life i mean man
all things together i don’t know whether i’d
rather have it now with the quick knife
but i gotta step through the door
into the future once more like a walking talking lead crusader
diving down through the pools of methane-ammonia
to communicate love to the sky beings
floating over pens full of jupiter sheep
five hundred miles an hour for love
and i’m never gonna land on my feet
no)
you know i love the world
i want to be the world
i don’t know why i do it but sometimes
i try to make it move around
the moon is my friend
i want to be the moon
and hang up above in the night sky
just for elizabeth taylor
(i love you darling)
the sun is alive
and little men live there
manipulating knobs on machines
that make me say these things
i want to be you
c’mon you can be me
and go falling through the bed
screaming into cosmic grey clouds
(stone age of reason for the blue-white planet
that’s third in the order of the brothers
and everybody there’s gone sexually crazed
from suppression of love for their mothers man
and soon i’ll drop into the sky again
orange red storms of hell like man
and try to express the problems of a blue-white planet
to the sky beings floating over pens full of jupiter sheep
nine hundred miles an hour for love
and i’m never gonna land on my feet
no)
you know i’m not real
i couldn’t be real
i’m just getting better
at keeping my picture steady
now we’re in the living room
all these people here
i don’t think they see me
i must be an invisible picture
the waterfall sun
floating up above
but no one seems to notice
so i pull out my gun and kill them all
surfing through the walls
there are no real walls
i take a wrong turn
and fall through the floor into cosmic grey clouds
(someone other than the white earth mother has a
hand in wrecking my life i mean man
all things together i don’t know whether i’d
rather have it now with the quick knife
but i gotta step through the door
into the future once more like a walking talking lead crusader
diving down through the pools of methane-ammonia
to communicate love to the sky beings
floating over pens full of jupiter sheep
five hundred miles an hour for love
and i’m never gonna land on my feet
no)
you know i love the world
i want to be the world
i don’t know why i do it but sometimes
i try to make it move around
the moon is my friend
i want to be the moon
and hang up above in the night sky
just for elizabeth taylor
(i love you darling)
the sun is alive
and little men live there
manipulating knobs on machines
that make me say these things
i want to be you
c’mon you can be me
and go falling through the bed
screaming into cosmic grey clouds
(stone age of reason for the blue-white planet
that’s third in the order of the brothers
and everybody there’s gone sexually crazed
from suppression of love for their mothers man
and soon i’ll drop into the sky again
orange red storms of hell like man
and try to express the problems of a blue-white planet
to the sky beings floating over pens full of jupiter sheep
nine hundred miles an hour for love
and i’m never gonna land on my feet
no)
Other Sources
- Top 20 Tracks (2018 master) — originally on The Black Tape
None found so far.