Chicano Poet

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

What’s Wrong With Your Rock And Roll Star
That John Lennon Can't Fix

Ted Nugent used to be so cool,
now he’s just a fool.
We’re all going that way.

Michael Jackson’s moved to Bahrain,
no man is an island
until a continent disowns him.

Marilyn Manson shows off his man boobs
and then his Mongoloid ass
to kindergarten class.

Paul thinks he’s the equal of John,
he should have died when he was barefoot
crossing Abbey Road.

What’s wrong with your rock and roll star,
disarm him as soon as you can,
cut the strings from his guitar.

He’s got cat scratch fever,
he can’t beat it, he’s no Marilyn Monroe,
if the long and winding road didn’t kill him

what the hell are we gonna do?
John, of course, would have none of this
and gave peace a chance.

What's wrong with your rock and roll star?


At 11:58 PM, Blogger chris said...

bless yr cool heart, mr bones, this one's especially dear to me, in every part: that perceptive part about Paul's being a sell out is priceless. keep on--i really enjoy the reading. rock may be rocky, but hey, looks to me like you rock in the po-stuff always.

best to you Reyes, Mr Bones and Henry,

At 9:51 PM, Blogger RC said...



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