Lewis Furey

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(spoken)
Casting for cobblestones, cocks and candy,
for lumberjack babies in checked flannel shirts.
Casting for our gang, casting for days
flush beneath the hot summer sun.

Casting for Italian sports cars.
Casting for blonds in the back of Italien sports cars, or is it a hat?

For old denim jackets and black boots and long hair;
casting for outlaws: young, tough and sweet
Did you see that in the window?
What a monster.
Did you catch the big lip and curly soft hair?
The pinned blue eyes and the pale blue sweatshirt...
Casting, casting for curly blue monsters.

For slid curly blue monsters, even,
And brown, dry humped girls sitting on the laps of slid curly blue monsters

For groupies: greedy, almost live groupies
for the 60's and the re-runs,
for Monday morning and my children,
for O2 and a friend who can breath.

Casting for the undead,
for a new planet, for Nimrod.
For a cigarette
For what do you got and how much can I have?
For a feel, for a gram, for ecstasy.
For a surprise and is it bigger than a bread-box?
Casting for anything bigger than a bread-box, or is it a hat?
Don't look now but I think it's a hat.

Oh casting for thee; don't look now.
Yea casting for thee, my love.
Don't look now.

Casting for the unlikely, the improbable, the impossible....
Casting for love in '74....
Casting, casting, casting so brave.

(sung)
I'm fresh outa cornflakes, I'm on the rocks,
I want a diploma fast from the school of hard knocks.

It seems that I'm down to my very last dime,
Should I dial a prayer or the perfect crime?

You ask me what I'm doing, hell I'm waiting in the dark -
I'm fresh outa limos or I'd cruise in the park.

I'm fresh out of plane tickets or I'd make it to France.
I'm fresh outa chicken or I'd try romance.

Casting Casting
for the thoroughly improbable
the pactically impossible
Oo oo oo a body's got to try
to find that something makes him officially high.

Wild wild horses am I out of them too?
There's no more bickie-juice in the stew –

I've been fresh outa deamons since pa died
You can't get much fun with God always on your side
Casting for love,
the unlikely, the improbable.
Casting for love,
the pactically impossible.
Oo oo oo a body's got to try
To find that something makes him officially high.

Ca, ca ca casting
So brave!

Let me hear you say jazz, send it out on the wire;
I want more elixer, wann play with fire
Madame Chose, can you get me some?
Little Miss Thing, I'm on a hot run

Casting Casting
for the thoroughly improbable
the pactically impossible
Oo oo oo a body's got to try
To find that something makes him high.

Casting for love,
the unlikely, the improbable.
Casting for love,
the pactically impossible.
Oo oo oo a body's got to try
To find that something makes him officially high.