Seven Inches

In no order, 7" records from my shelf. Part two.


Billy Joel

The snake was pale gold
Glazed and shrunken


Big Chief

We were afraid to touch it
The sheets were hot dead prisons


Supersuckers

And she was beside me
Old, she's no, young


Muler

Her dark white hair
The white soft skin


Lift

Now, run to the mirror in the bathroom
Look!


Gas Huffer

Shes coming in here
I can't live thru each slow century of her moving


Colorblind James Experience

I let my cheek slide down
The cool smooth tile


Big Hair

Feel the good cold stinging blood
The smooth hissing snakes of rain


Record Time Allstars / Kookoo Boy

Once I had, a little game
I liked to crawl, back in my brain


The Shop Class Squares