Batmarine Man (2003)

Batmarine Man (2003)

Batmarine Man (2003)

Written by Achilles Tenderloin

The time for huntin’ rodent-fish has gone down with the moon.
Now, you’re hangin’ upside-down,
with your wing-fins wrapped around you like tortillas.

Sleepin’ in your cave and clutchin’ like a stalactite,
while I, a stalagmite, stand in wonder and in fright.
Please, don’t use your fangs to bite me, Quesadilla.

Hey! Mr. Batmarine man, fly on through the sea
Use your sonar, so you don’t bump into octopi.
Hey! Mr. Bat-marine man, I’ve no fear for thee;
if a shark comes, you’ll escape into the arms of the sky.

The other kids make fun of you; they call you a fish-bird;
but don’t let your heart be hurt. Their phraseology’s absurd.
If I had to use a word, I’d say fish-mammal.

Don’t take offense at scientists, like ornithologists,
and marine-biologists, who say you can’t exist,
who in jealousy dismiss, ‘cause you have two ecosystems
that you’re travelin’.

Hey! Mr. Batmarine man, fly on through the sea
Use your sonar, so you don’t bump into octopi.
Hey! Mr. Bat-marine man, I’ve no fear for thee;
if a shark comes, you’ll escape into the arms of the sky.

Swimmin’ through the heavens, far above the coral trees,
bristly scales and shaggy fleece, on your gills you feel the breeze.
Flap your fins, majestic beast,
you have no need for knees and things could be worse.

I’m followin’ behind you, fingers gripped around your tail.
Together shall we sail, Agamemnon at the keel.
I’ve brought along my Trojan seahorse.

Hey! Mr. Batmarine man, fly on through the sea
Use your sonar, so you don’t bump into octopi.
Hey! Mr. Bat-marine man, I’ve no fear for thee;
if a shark comes, you’ll escape into the arms of the sky.

Then take me down, spelunkin’ through the seaweed of my mind.
It’s like the blind leadin’ the blind, spittin’ sonic beams ahead,
like the whale songs of the dead, heard by sea lion cubs,
as I loose a stream of bubbles from my snorkel.

Yes, to row through skies of lily clouds with one tail wavin’ free,
silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
with all memory and fate, driven deep beneath the waves.
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey! Mr. Batmarine man, fly on through the sea
Use your sonar, so you don’t bump into octopi.
Hey! Mr. Bat-marine man, I’ve no fear for thee;
if a shark comes, you’ll escape into the arms of the sky.


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