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This song is by Patti Smith and appears on the album Horses (1975).

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Boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea
From the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
Another boy was sliding up the hallway
His gold nerves merged perfectly with the mirror in the hallway
He merged perfectly with the hallway
A radiant light, an aura around the mirror
He looked around and looked at Johnny, past the ninja ching ching
He merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway

The boy looked at Johnny, Johnny wanted to run
But the movie kept moving as planned
The boy took Johnny, he pushed him against the locker
He drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in Johnny
The boy disappeared, Johnny fell on his knees
Started crashing his head against the locker
Started crashing his head against the locker
Started laughing hysterically

When suddenly Johnny gets the feeling
He's being surrounded by
Horses, horses, horses, horses
Coming in in all directions
White, shining, silver studs with their nose in flames
He saw horses, horses, horses, horses
Horses, horses, horses, horses

Do you know how to pony like Bony Moronie
Do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this
Baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
And you twist the twister like your baby sister
I want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, I dig your baby sister
Rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee-pee
Roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control
Got to lose control and then you take control
Then you roll down on your back and you like it like that
Like it like that, like it like that, like it like that
Then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi

Life is filled with holes, Johnny's laying there in his sperm coffin
Angel looks down at him and says, “Oh, pretty boy
Can't you show me nothing but surrender”
Johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket
Taped to his chest there's the answer
You got pen knives and jack knives and
Switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
Then he cries, then he screams, saying
"Life is full of pain, I'm cruisin' through my brain
And I fill my nose with snow and go Rimbaud
Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud"
And go Johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi

There's a little place, a place called space
It's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks
Across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that
You like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that
And the name of the band is
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes
Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes, Twistelettes

Baby, calm down, better calm down
On the night, in the eye of the forest
There's a mare black and shining with yellow hair
I put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair
And I didn't waste time, I just walked right up
And saw that up there
There is a sea up there (saw the stairway)
There is a sea up there (begin to walk up)
There is a sea, seize the possibility (in my time just walk right up)
There is no land but the land (up there)
There is no sea but the sea (is just a sea of possibilities)
There is no keeper of the key (up there)
Except for one who seizes possibilities (there is a wall of possibilities)
One who seizes possibilities (up there)
Seize all possibilities (there are several walls of possibilities)
Oh, I seize the first possibility (up there there are walls)
There's the sea around me (several walls of possibilities)
I was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor (there is a sea, i'm in the sea of possibilities up there)
I felt his hand on my knee on the screen (there's a sea, a shining sea)
And I looked at Johnny and handed him a branch of coral flame (coils of light shine like an oven in the heart of man)
The waves were coming in like Arabian stallions
Gradually lapping into sea horses
He picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat (the spoon)
And let it dip in (the veins)
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities (it started hardening)
Dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities (it started hardening in my hand)
(And I felt the arrows of desire)
I put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour
But no more, no more, I gotta move from my mind to the area
(Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud)

Oh go, Johnny go and do the watusi
Yeah do the watusi, you do the watusi
Shined open, coiled snakes, white and shiny, twirling and encircling
Our lives are now entwined, we will fall, yes we're together twining
Your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
And my fingers all entwined through the air
I could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers
(I feel it I feel it I feel it I feel it)
The hairs were like wires going through my body
I, I that's how I
That's how I
I died
At that Tower of Babel, they knew what they were after
They knew what they were after
Everything on the current moved up
I tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth
Like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, possibility
Was a blade, a shiny blade (I hold the key to the sea of possibilities)
There's no land but the land

Looked at my hands, and there's a red stream
That went streaming through the sands like fingers
Like arteries, like fingers (how much fits between the eyes of a horse)
He lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)
He opened his throat (your eyes)
His vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse)
Mad pituitary glands
The scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart)
Pitched that nobody heard
No one heard that cry
No one heard (Johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat (his fingers)
Nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly
And so he seized the first (his vocal chords shot up)
Possibility (like mad pituitary glands)
It was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate (there is nothing happening at all)
And go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into the steep
Saw this sweet young thing (fender one)
Humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking meter
In the sheets there was a man dancing around to the simple
Rock and roll song

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