Just another day on
The Isle of Misfit Toys
There's Heckyll and
Jeckyll
Beating the pavement
And talking of the glory days
When they were big rock stars
Before the man robbed them
Of their fortunes
Just another day on
The Isle of Misfit Toys
There's Julie
Julie bipolar goddess
She is the Jack that refuses
To go back into the box
She talks rapid fire,
Chewing gum, smoking
Cheap cigarettes and sipping Diet Coke
She is a princess dressed in
Pharmaceutical clothing
She is in love with Michael,
Who lives in a house
With gnomes, troglodytes
And the dreaded seven-headed beast
Michael sings nursery rhymes
In his everyday speech
Travis is a sudden
nightmare
A soldier in the corps who
Never fully recovered from
The wounds he received in war
He wears his red beret with pride
He walks in perfect stride,
Saving the city from the latest
Surge in crime
Travis Too, resides on the
Isle of Misfit Toys
Maharishi is the
prophet
Student of Vaishnava
And the holder of the keys
To the City of Certitude
He talks of Baha'hullah and
Goloka while meditating zen
On a lotus leaf on
The Isle of Misfit Toys
Jerry is the mayor
He loves Jesus more
Than he loves his wife
He serves coffee and praises
The lord here on the Isle of
Misfit Toys
Then there's Blaze,
The schizophrenic painter
And Jason, the existential poet
Who dance so freely on
The Isle of Misfit Toys
The Isle does get
lonely
While the sun sits low
Giving off enough light
To make the misfits come
To life
At night the moths and
fireflies
Hover around the Isle's halogen
Palm trees
The misfits are loitering
On a beach of concrete
They talk about Jesus and
The void, they talk about
Rock n Roll lore
They sit and talk
With jittery hands
Throwing back java
And dreaming of the
Promised land
It's just another day
On the Isle, surrounded
By an ocean of concrete
And cornfields
It's just another day
On The Isle of Misfit Toys
