Picasso Moon

Music By Bob Weir and Bob Bralove
Words By John Perry Barlow

Released October 1989

South of Market in the land of ruin You'll find all manner of action Got your tinsel tigers in the metal room Stalking satisfaction They got them packaged up for love and money Tattooed tots, chrome spike bunnies Pop on my mirrored shades, the better to see And roll on in, gonna roll in it, honey I get a feeling like when big things collide Like the crack before the thunder, like I really ought to hide Here comes metal angel, she looks ready to ride What's that she's tryin' to show me? What's that she's tryin' to show me? Picasso moon, shattered light Diamond bullets ripping up the night Picasso moon, liberate me Ah, life's infinite diversity Great, amazing, majesty And it's bigger than a drive-in movie, oo-wee And it's bigger than a drive-in movie, oo-wee Hanging ten out on space and time Redefining distance The next skull on your necklace is mine Cheap for such assistance I had a job trading bits for pieces We'd make wrinkles, advertise them as creases Please find my resignation enclosed Roll with it, come on let's roll with it Dark angel, what's bothering you So strange, you do me all that you do Dark angel, you're making me blue I guess it doesn't matter I guess it doesn't matter Picasso moon, blinding ball I feel the quickening, I hear the call Picasso moon, fill the sky Amaze and blaze and mystify With the lunar wind, I want to fly And it's bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my And it's bigger than a drive-in movie, oh my Strikes the morning, the atomic dawn Scramble back to cover Quick, gotta get your sunglasses on My little leather-winged lover I see your face printed on my money Your brazen ways really move me, honey Heart of darkness, yeah, yeah Why am I laughing, this ain't funny Dark angel, now just don't start You'll break my spirit, you'll wreck my heart You must have a licence for practicing that art I don't presume to imagine No, I don't presume to imagine Picasso moon, fractal flame Blazing lace filling every frame Picasso moon, wheels within wheels The bells are ringing, it's way unreal Trying to tell y'all about just how it feels And it's bigger than a drive-in movie, for real And it's bigger than a drive-in movie, for real Picasso moon, shattered light Diamond bullets ripping up the night Picasso moon, liberate me Picasso moon, blinding ball I feel the quickening, I hear the call Picasso moon, fill the sky Picasso moon, fractal flame Blazing lace filling every frame Picasso moon, wheels within wheels Picasso moon, shining bright The universe is working fine tonight Picasso moon, illuminate me

Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission