Uploaded August 2009 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago

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AUDIO ONLY. Happy Rhodes - Ecto - 12 - "Poetic Justice" (1987)

Lyrics:

Poetic Justice

Get out of my world of words
You little poets crying pain
Just stand on your podium preaching beauty
I've gotta leave you in the rain

Now I've heard many people like you
From the undergrounds of France
Pushing your sickly sweet impressions of romance

My ears have parasites
My ears have parasites

You think I've never heard the lines before
The candy sun and the creaking door
Get your head out of the cotton clouds
Put your precious feet on the floor

Don't give me those power lines
Just hit it right on, you can be precise
Miracles of mystery, with vagueness your device

My ears have parasites (go away)
My ears have parasites (go away)
My ears have parasites (go away)
My ears have parasites (go away)

Now clarify, what did you say
You know you're not making any sense
Are you describing a vision of beauty
Or a chain of events

Oh get to the point you sappy wimps
I haven't got a lot of time
Simplicity is beauty, are there poets less sublime

My ears have parasites (go away)
My ears have parasites (go away)
My ears have parasites (go away)
My ears have parasites (go away)

Song © 1987 - Happy Rhodes
Music, lyrics, voices, instruments and arrangements - Happy Rhodes