Seam Crooked Sam Songtext
von Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band

The mule kicked off a new one
And the stockings ran up seam-crooked Sam
Bandanna frock stuffed with smoke
And ears out flopped like bowling pins
Hog troughs hocked and wallered in cool mud bins
And patent leather hooves split in twos
Rooms for rent down to Benz
Friends that danced in a frenzy
Choked a juke bird with froth glass ferns
And turpentine urns are sawdust daily keep
And whiskey creeps down her nake naked front
In red leatherette
Peen buttons set where her fanny sweat
Raised her wrist to fan
And a mouse coughed cotton
Through a screen door cracked sand
Rooms rent only to friends
Hat rack hotel Architecture tincture of red arkies
Pinched the southern belle
And splayed his cracked nail hand
Grey fedora, snappy band
And the camel walls yellow like damp dead chickens
Beat down the hardwood floor
And the music, oh the music
Harp man blew his best long white shirt
His feet worked like a monkey out the door
And Dora robbed a baby through a dark be-bop
Licorice lenses fogged in hot sorrow
Through the floorboards at the general store
Your food′s still in the hot hand oven
Apple pie cooked through seed bruised stem-eye
Sticky in the window of mama, frame broke
Rope bell dingling
Children, I won't call you once more