666 Post - Mark Kozelek

I wake up half the time, I don’t know where I am

For five minutes I think

«What country?

What city?

What hotel am I in?»

For five minutes I think

«Is that a wild animal scratching around next to my bed?

Is there a large rat or raccoon or a squirrel that broke in?»

I stumble around the room, touching the walls, feeling around

Feeling around in the dark and I feel and I feel

Until I find the light switch and I turn it on

I recognize my cat and there’s a beautiful woman laying in my bed

It is you, my head is now clear

Wait I’m wrong, I thought it was clear but I’m all alone

There’s a guitar and recording gear in here

Okay, now I realize I’m in a hotel room in San Francisco

I stayed here once with a girl

When she was on tour in San Francisco long before

That’s really all I remember, this hotel

Was that night with her long before

My engineer’s limping around because he messed up his knee

In a mosh pit the night before

He’s blaming it on me because I wouldn’t let him

Come over and watch the McGregor fight at my apartment

«I already have my girlfriend over,» I told him

«It's the last night together before the Marc Hopkins sessions»

The carpet is gold, the walls are yellow, and the curtains are pink

The carpet is gold, the walls are yellow, and the curtains are pink

The carpet is gold, the walls are yellow, and the curtains are pink

The carpet is gold, the walls are yellow, and the curtains are pink

Now I’m back from Ireland, I’m totally stoned on jet lag permanently

My clock is different from day to day and will be for the duration of my life

Lately I go to bed at 7 o’clock in the morning, wake up at about 4 PM

It’s dark in New Orleans by 5:30 and I walk across Coliseum Square

I’ll get an iced tea at Mojo on Magazine and I just sit there for a bit

And I come back and from my window, I see the Pontchartrain Hotel

The sign lit up like it always is, neon green

And I just finished the book by John Connolly, He

And I got choked up at the end

Like I did at the end of his other book, The Book of Lost Things

At the end when Stan Laurel hears the Pacific Ocean waves crashing

In his mind, it takes him to his past with Oliver Hardy and the audience

clapping

And I’m listening to Nels Cline’s Lovers

I’m watching news about mudslides and snowstorms in the east coast

And other bothers like everybody fingerpointing

Saying somebody did something wrong

I don’t like the news anymore so I pick up a remote and I click it off

And I’m falling asleep, and now I’m in a dream state

I’m back in San Francisco, walking around my apartment

Is this an earthquake that I’m feeling?

And my guitars are falling all over the place

And my floors are rising to the ceiling

And as it’s getting closer to the ceiling, my heart is beating faster and faster

I run to the kitchen, grab some food and some bottled water

Before I exit my apartment fast

I look at the fruit bowl and there’s an unbearably loud hum

Coming from the cable car tracks

The oranges are yellow, the lemons are green, and the cable car goes vroom-vroom

The oranges are yellow, the lemons are green, and the cable car goes vroom-vroom

The oranges are yellow, the lemons are green, and the cable car goes vroom-vroom

The oranges are yellow, the lemons are green, and the cable car goes vroom-vroom

In my dream, I walked into the SPCA and somebody asked

«Mark, do you have pets?,» I said, «Yes, I do»

And she says, «Well, what kind of pets?»

And I said, «Well, take a guess»

She guesses and she guesses and I said

«Well you’re wrong, I have very unique pets»

She says, «How are they different?»

I said, «Well, let me show you a video of them»

And she said, «Okay, let me watch a video of them»

And I show her the video and my pets' eyes are bulged out all frightened

Like Mia Farrow’s eyes in Rosemary’s Baby

When she was being fucked by Satan

My kitty cat barks, my duck goes quack, and my puppy dog goes meow

My kitty cat barks, my duck goes quack, and my puppy dog goes meow

My kitty cat barks, my duck goes quack, and my puppy dog goes meow

My kitty cat barks, my duck goes quack, and my puppy dog goes meow

My friend said, «Mark, I know you’re leaving tonight

But don’t you have a child to look after?»

I said, «Yeah, he’s a smart kid

He wants to grow up and be an actor or a movie director

Steve Railsback is his favorite actor in the world, we watch his movies together

My son’s favorite movies are The Devil’s Rejects, Ed Gein, and Helter Skelter»

My friend said, «Well, who’s your babysitter?»

I said, «Don't worry about it, that’s my business, he’s my neighbor»

I said, «Look, I gotta go, I just called my taxi, my son’s gonna be just fine

Talk to you later, alligator»

I got a babysitter coming, I live at 666 Post, and my neighbor is… zoom

I got a babysitter coming, I live at 666 Post, and my neighbor is… zoom

I got a babysitter coming, I live at 666 Post, and my neighbor is… zoom

I got a babysitter coming, I live at 666 Post, and my neighbor is… zoom