BINGO
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Bingo’s got a fertile mind, he’s got a fertile mind
Breathing life to portraits of the pink and yellow kind
Time to play detective for the Master on the wall
Restrain him in a plate of glass so he won’t tip and fall

Bingo can be tough and cruel, Bingo makes you think
Maybe you can soothe him with a Polynesian drink
Only Dickel bourbon will make the Master blue
It seems the glass reminds him of his mother, Forty-two

B-58
I-39
N-22
Bingo’s on my mind
G-17
O-44
Bingo is the Master
He just came in the door

If you’d like an audience, yes, he will see you now
And if you pass inspection, you’ll take the minion’s vow
"Master of the universe, keeper of my brain"
He’s speaking in Bingonian behind his metal frame

Bingo’s got a fertile mind, he’s got a fertile mind
Breathing life to portraits of the pink and yellow kind
Time to play detective for the Master on the wall
A life decreed by Bingo and at his beck and call

Lieutenant of the army, Lieutenant Mister M.
Driven by the Master’s voice to write and play for him
Command to the Lieutenant, command to armies all
Bingo’s giving orders from his place up on the wall

Karryn
October 17, 1998


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