Comet and the Snail

It's slick My shoe against the walk My hair against the comb My word against the ear My dream against my fear The oil is barreling down through the drum It's nice A well fixtured machine Chews paper by the ream A record output salt I'm gonna break them all I'm revving and I'm hissing like a snail And I'm hot on history's tail The wait is over The wait is over The wait is over What gall What ball-breaking approach They'll take your hat and broach I take your hand and shake I spit against your sake The ladies gasp, I'm slicker all the more Don't stare And don't speak out of turn The room is mine you'll learn Down to your fancy shoes I read that handbook too I'm feasting on your clavicles and cuffs Ain't that housewarming enough You're tasting older You're tasting older You're tasting older Man, you're slower than you look Just think of all the geese you've cooked You're getting older You're getting older You're getting older So slick The narrow sparkly trail The comet and the snail You like to watch them both Don't lecture me about growth That's no star in that shell