A Supermarket in California Lyrics

Song	A Supermarket in California
Artist	Allen Ginsberg
Album	Howl and Other Poems
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[00:00.0]	A Supermarket in California
[00:03.21]	What thoughts I have of you tonight,
[00:06.97]	Walt Whitman,
[00:09.33]	for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees
[00:13.35]	with a headache self-conscious
[00:15.12]	looking at the full moon
[00:17.64]	In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images,
[00:22.1]	I went into the neon fruit supermarket,
[00:25.48]	dreaming of your enumerations!
[00:27.25]	What peaches and what penumbras!
[00:31.44]	Whole families shopping at night!
[00:33.63]	Aisles full of husbands!
[00:35.2]	Wives in the avocados,
[00:36.96]	babies in the tomatoes!
[00:38.41]	--and you, Garcia Lorca,——
[00:41.52]	what were you doing down by the watermelons?
[00:45.76]	I saw you, Walt Whitman,
[00:48.77]	childless, lonely old grubber,
[00:51.57]	poking among the meats in the refrigerator
[00:54.53]	and eyeing the grocery boys
[00:57.79]	I heard you asking questions of each
[01:00.0]	Who killed the pork chops?
[01:02.18]	What price bananas?
[01:03.37]	Are you my Angel?
[01:05.72]	I wandered in and out of the brilliant stacks of cans following you,
[01:09.48]	and followed in my imagination by the store detective
[01:13.77]	We strode down the open corridors together
[01:16.70]	in our solitary fancy tasting artichokes,
[01:20.70]	possessing every frozen delicacy,
[01:23.70]	and never passing the cashier
[01:26.13]	Where are we going, Walt Whitman？
[01:29.2]	The doors close in an hour
[01:30.53]	Which way does your beard point tonight?
[01:33.56]	(I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and feel absurd.)（
[01:39.96]	Will we walk all night through solitary streets?
[01:43.72]	The trees add shade tfo shade,
[01:45.98]	lights out in the houses,
[01:47.68]	we'll both be lonely
[01:48.62]	Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love
[01:52.34]	past blue automobiles in driveways,
[01:54.54]	home to our silent cottage?
[01:57.11]	Ah, dear father,
[02:00.95]	graybeard, lonely old courage-teacher,
[02:05.71]	what America did you have
[02:07.29]	when Charon quit poling his ferry
[02:09.58]	and you got out on a smoking bank
[02:12.37]	and stood watching the boat
[02:13.97]	disappear on the black waters of Lethe?

[00:00.0]	A Supermarket in California
[00:03.21]	What thoughts I have of you tonight,
[00:06.97]	Walt Whitman,
[00:09.33]	for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees
[00:13.35]	with a headache selfconscious
[00:15.12]	looking at the full moon
[00:17.64]	In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images,
[00:22.1]	I went into the neon fruit supermarket,
[00:25.48]	dreaming of your enumerations!
[00:27.25]	What peaches and what penumbras!
[00:31.44]	Whole families shopping at night!
[00:33.63]	Aisles full of husbands!
[00:35.2]	Wives in the avocados,
[00:36.96]	babies in the tomatoes!
[00:38.41]	and you, Garcia Lorca,
[00:41.52]	what were you doing down by the watermelons?
[00:45.76]	I saw you, Walt Whitman,
[00:48.77]	childless, lonely old grubber,
[00:51.57]	poking among the meats in the refrigerator
[00:54.53]	and eyeing the grocery boys
[00:57.79]	I heard you asking questions of each
[01:00.0]	Who killed the pork chops?
[01:02.18]	What price bananas?
[01:03.37]	Are you my Angel?
[01:05.72]	I wandered in and out of the brilliant stacks of cans following you,
[01:09.48]	and followed in my imagination by the store detective
[01:13.77]	We strode down the open corridors together
[01:16.70]	in our solitary fancy tasting artichokes,
[01:20.70]	possessing every frozen delicacy,
[01:23.70]	and never passing the cashier
[01:26.13]	Where are we going, Walt Whitman?
[01:29.2]	The doors close in an hour
[01:30.53]	Which way does your beard point tonight?
[01:33.56]	I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and feel absurd.
[01:39.96]	Will we walk all night through solitary streets?
[01:43.72]	The trees add shade tfo shade,
[01:45.98]	lights out in the houses,
[01:47.68]	we' ll both be lonely
[01:48.62]	Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love
[01:52.34]	past blue automobiles in driveways,
[01:54.54]	home to our silent cottage?
[01:57.11]	Ah, dear father,
[02:00.95]	graybeard, lonely old courageteacher,
[02:05.71]	what America did you have
[02:07.29]	when Charon quit poling his ferry
[02:09.58]	and you got out on a smoking bank
[02:12.37]	and stood watching the boat
[02:13.97]	disappear on the black waters of Lethe?

[00:00.0]	A Supermarket in California
[00:03.21]	What thoughts I have of you tonight,
[00:06.97]	Walt Whitman,
[00:09.33]	for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees
[00:13.35]	with a headache selfconscious
[00:15.12]	looking at the full moon
[00:17.64]	In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images,
[00:22.1]	I went into the neon fruit supermarket,
[00:25.48]	dreaming of your enumerations!
[00:27.25]	What peaches and what penumbras!
[00:31.44]	Whole families shopping at night!
[00:33.63]	Aisles full of husbands!
[00:35.2]	Wives in the avocados,
[00:36.96]	babies in the tomatoes!
[00:38.41]	and you, Garcia Lorca,
[00:41.52]	what were you doing down by the watermelons?
[00:45.76]	I saw you, Walt Whitman,
[00:48.77]	childless, lonely old grubber,
[00:51.57]	poking among the meats in the refrigerator
[00:54.53]	and eyeing the grocery boys
[00:57.79]	I heard you asking questions of each
[01:00.0]	Who killed the pork chops?
[01:02.18]	What price bananas?
[01:03.37]	Are you my Angel?
[01:05.72]	I wandered in and out of the brilliant stacks of cans following you,
[01:09.48]	and followed in my imagination by the store detective
[01:13.77]	We strode down the open corridors together
[01:16.70]	in our solitary fancy tasting artichokes,
[01:20.70]	possessing every frozen delicacy,
[01:23.70]	and never passing the cashier
[01:26.13]	Where are we going, Walt Whitman?
[01:29.2]	The doors close in an hour
[01:30.53]	Which way does your beard point tonight?
[01:33.56]	I touch your book and dream of our odyssey in the supermarket and feel absurd.
[01:39.96]	Will we walk all night through solitary streets?
[01:43.72]	The trees add shade tfo shade,
[01:45.98]	lights out in the houses,
[01:47.68]	we' ll both be lonely
[01:48.62]	Will we stroll dreaming of the lost America of love
[01:52.34]	past blue automobiles in driveways,
[01:54.54]	home to our silent cottage?
[01:57.11]	Ah, dear father,
[02:00.95]	graybeard, lonely old courageteacher,
[02:05.71]	what America did you have
[02:07.29]	when Charon quit poling his ferry
[02:09.58]	and you got out on a smoking bank
[02:12.37]	and stood watching the boat
[02:13.97]	disappear on the black waters of Lethe?

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