The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course
The city fathers they're trying to endorse
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
But the town has no need to be nervous
The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits
To Jezebel the nun she violently knits
A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits
At the head of the chamber of commerce
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
The hysterical bride in the penny arcade
Screaming she moans, "I've just been made"
Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade
Says, "My advice is to not let the boys in"
Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside
He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride
"Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride
You will not die, it's not poison"
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief
Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief
Saying, "Tell me great hero, but please make it brief
Is there a hole for me to get sick in?"
The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly
Saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry"
And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky
Saving, "The sun's not yellow it's chicken"
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save
Puts jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves
Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves
Then sends them out to the jungle
Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps
With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps
With a fantastic collection of stamps
To win friends and influence his uncle
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
The geometry of innocent flesh on the bone
Causes Galileo's math book to get thrown
At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone
But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter
Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill
I would set him in chains at the top of the hill
Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille
He could die happily ever after
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll
Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole
And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul
To the old folks home and the college
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain
That could hold you dear lady from going insane
That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain
Of your useless and pointless knowledge
Mama's in the fact'ry
She ain't got no shoes
Daddy's in the alley
He's lookin' for the fuse
I'm in the streets
With the tombstone blues
-Tombstone Blues--Bob Dylan
So,first the update on my life before I get to my new revelation. My grandma had a heart attack last friday,and was immediately rushed to the hospital.My grandma is like my mother,I love her so much.Mom and I went down to Charleston on Sunday,and on Monday,she had a heart cath to see what the damage was to her heart,and also to find out if there were any blockages.The surgery went fine,it was a routine thing for the doctors.At first,they saw two blockages.One was small and insignificant,and they weren't worried about it.The other,they said at the time, was 60% blocked,which actually isn't that bad,but they said that is most likely what caused the heart attack.I'm not sure what happened,but they found another blockage that was 90% blocked,and it had to be operated on immediately,but they said that she needed a few days to recover from the first surgery,and scheduled it for Thursday.We went back down on Thursday,and Nana looked better then she did last time we were down there,before the surgery that is.After surgery...it was so scary.The wait was scary.They had this phone there,and the nurse at the desk would answer it,and call out the last name of the family that it was for.They said "Colombo" three times,and every time I died inside,but it was never anything important: flower delivery,notification that the procedure was starting (yea,after two fucking hours),and a notification that it was completed.They said that the surgery went great,there were no problems.We got to see her an hour and a half later,and that was so surreal. She was in the ICU,and when we walked back,it was like she was a different person.She was still asleep,they were keeping her that way until morning.She was intubated,so she had a massive tube coming out of her mouth,and she had ointment on her eyes to keep them moist,there were tubes coming out of everywhere.It was so scary,but I think that this morning was worse.We walked in there,and she was awake,the tube was out of her mouth,but she was in pain.My uncle Sammy,who is a doctor,said that her chest would be on fire.But she was complaining about her back cuz she isn't use to laying down all day.She kept moaning because of the pain,it was awful.To me,that was worse then all of the tubes.Mom and I left today,and I guess that they have her up and sitting in a chair,and she is doing a lot better now.
Anyway,I was going to bitch and moan about religion,but I still have things to do,so I'll follow up on that tomorrow.
Laters
PS: Maureen-I totally got that movie,and I'll try to watch it tomorrow.Laters.