Single up all lines

[Joseph T]

Wanted to say thanks to Dave  for investing so much in launching this  
particular voyage. First  the hot gasses pulling against gravity and  
then we're up and away.  Thanks and Yee haw!

Single up all lines.  This is where the author's options end ,the  
layers and possibilities become a single line of words irretrievably  
released, and the reader's journey begins. I have 150 pages to go and  
I still have a profound sense of exhilaration.  There are few things  
better than going on a journey with this inconvenient gasbag. Slower  
than a speeding rocket,   Less powerful  than a rocket motive,  able  
to knock over small towers with single smooch, Look ! Up in the air;  
it's the blimp , its the blimp, it's the inconvenient imp, the nose  
has a crimp, the mother ship, the mother ship's the one.


Carried away there but here's a nomination for the soundtrack

The Blimp (mousetrapreplica)  lyrics by Don Van Vliet aka Captain  
Beefheart

Originally appeared on Trout Mask Replica

Master master
This is recorded thru uh flies ear
'n you have t' have uh flies eye t' see it
It's the thing that's gonna make Captain Beefheart
And his magic band fat
Frank it's the big hit
It's the blimp
It's the blimp Frank
It's the blimp

When I see you floatin' down the gutter
I'll give you uh bottle uh wine
Put me on the white hook
Back in the fat rack
Shad rack ee shack
The sumptin' hoop the sumptin' hoop
The blimp the blimp
The drazy hoops the drazy hoops
They're camp they're camp
Tits tits the blimp the blimp
The mother ship the mother ship
The brothers hid under their hood
 From the blimp the blimp
Children stop yer nursin' unless yer renderin' fun
The mother ship the mother ship
The mother ship's the one
The blimp the blimp
The tapes uh trip it's uh trailin' tail
It's traipse'n along behind the blimp the blimp
The nose has uh crimp
The nose is the blimp the blimp
It blows the air the snoot isn't fair
Look up in the sky there's uh dirigible there
The drazy hoops whir
You can see them just as they were
All the people stir
'n the girls knees trembles
'n run 'n wave their hands
'n run their hands over the blimp the blimp
Daughter don't yuh dare
Oh momma who cares
It's the blimp it's the blimp.