The power of lard - Ballard Frankie

Lard
you can see it
in the clouds up in the sky.

Lard
floats by in clusters
in our water supply.

Lard
it’s all of us, man
in our pores and in our hair.

Lard’s
what we conceal
with these corny clothes we wear.

Lard is all
Lard is devine
Lard is control
Lard whips and chains our soul.

Lard – we carry credit cards
Lard – we live in fear of art.

Lard is the OM
Lard is revolution
Lard is the tapeworm
in the bottle of cheap tequila
that comes alive at night
and sneaks up
and bites your nipple.

Lard
Lard

Nowadays, most of us need someone
to run our personal life
someone to see that
the plants are watered
someone to make sure the place is clean,
someone to make sure dinner is waiting,
someone to call for theatre tickets,
someone to make up those cheap excuses.

What we need is…

Lard – the answer,
Lard – the dancer,
Lard – the ointment,
Lard – the dream,
absorb it,
inflame it,
respect it,
molest it.

The country right now just wants to be
soothed, and told it doesn’t have to payor
sacrifice or learn
no one is over the hill
when the mountain comes to Mohammed.

Lard,
Lard,
Lard,
Lard.

Lard – we love to eat,
Lard – we love to pray,
Lard- mold over mind,
Lard – hooray!

Every time I take a crap
it’s a cosmic experience.

Religion and chemicals
are the key to the future.

Next time we have a sex
just pretend that I’m Ed Meese.

The weasels have it down, man
it’s a whole new age.

Lard.

Which would you prefer –
a computer or a gun?

The sharks out lived the dinosaurs, you know.

Pity the poor trainer
in the stable when the racehorse farts.

Poison oak really is
the aphrodesiac of the Gods.

When people are asleep
we must all become alarm clocks.

Hey, man
life is my college.

It’s Dental Floss of the mind
who will babysit the babysitters?

Ever hear about that guy in New York whose dick
fell of in the bath after he shot it full of coke?

It’s OK to run out of butter in Zambia
just smear squashed caterpillars on your toast.

Waiter, there’s a terrorist in my soup
which came first – Max Headroom or Gerald Ford?

Are you a man or are you a mouse?
If you love your fun – die for it!

And feel
the power of Lard
the power of Lard
the power of Lard
the power of Lard

avoid everything ….