Magnetic Resonance Madness

The scan is ok,
the nerves are ok,
the veins are ok,
And the pain hides behind my little friends

The face is ok,
the head is ok,
the ears are ok,
And the pain hides behind my little friends

Magnetic Resonance Madness has never seen
the power of my friends unseen,
Propranolol, Carbamazepin , and Naproxen
Propranolol, Carbamazepin , and Naproxen

I am a bit sedated, so I’m not easily agitated
out of focused but resolute, a lot to be debated
the roads are now shining paths, maybe even paved with gold
I see the light but I’ve been told my mind is intoxicated

The teeth are ok,
the hair is ok,
the skin is ok,
And the pain hides behind my little friends

The lips are ok,
the tongue is ok,
the nose is ok,
And the pain hides behind my little friends

Magnetic Resonance Madness has never seen
the power of my friends unseen,
Propranolol, Carbamazepin , and Naproxen
Propranolol, Carbamazepin , and Naproxen

Magnetic Resonance Madness has never seen
the power of my friends unseen,
Propranolol, Carbamazepin , and Naproxen
Propranolol, Carbamazepin , and Naproxen

Payman Abdali
Feb 20th 2013

Space Monkey

Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends
We're so glad you could attend
how long have you been waiting here?
an hour? two? a day or an eternity?

You gotta see the show
It's rock and roll

we’ve pull a President out from the space
he’s gonna shock the monkey out of you
he’s gonna amuse you to death

Miraculous you call it babe
You ain't seen nothing yet
We are sending a lunatic to space

Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of Ahmadinejad.
Its never-ending mission: to explore strange new worlds,
and yet stranger new world order,
to seek out new life and new religion,
a religion with an invisible Messiah
that only Mahmoud can see
to boldly go where no man has gone before
and no one ever dares to go.
to play secret revealing tapes
and still have a lot of stuff in the closet.

Is this the real life or is this Mahmoud’s fantasy?
our Spaced-out President
with documents to prove his reality

Bismillah, yes; we shall just let him go
Bismillah, yes; we shall just let him go

Shall I say? Shall I say? Shall I?

East of the Tigris is the land of confusion
there’s too many men
too many people
making too many problems
but only one monkey who can monkey with a monkey
or with the whole universe

Too much at stake
Ground beneath me shake
And the news is breaking

Shock the President, the President of shocks
he’s the space monkey, the President of shocks
he’s the man of the hour, the day, the history
the President of shocks



oh, wait; don’t leave me now
the show has yet to start
it’s a rock and roll

I see you in June.



Payman Abdali