Paul Adams is a composer of note with 8 albums. You may see and hear them here. He also writes for various magazines, bulds guitars and has completed a book of poetry

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FUGITIVE DNA

Fugitive DNA molecular structures, my road map
in this wild ride.
My eyes close one minute and I’m transported,
slowly imported, to this sorted,
point where my head hands and feet
dance - willy nilly - through fields, people, and conditions.

The condition of circumstance, wanna dance,
feets don’t fail me now.
But, sometimes feets doesn’t listen.
They’re already guided by that map, wanna slap, that crap,
cause I know I gotta knack to fall that flat
on this wild ride DNA molecular train.

DNA, say hey, wanna play, lets lay, today
on our foray with this wild ride DNA Molecular train,
don’t wain, just as the rain in Spain lays mainly on the plain,
we ride the train, the DNA molecular express train

Step right up to the Molecular Express
Strap in and enjoy the ride, hard on pride,
as your feet follow pre destined paths
and your choice to ride is on the side,
cause this express, is your guide

That train, connected by tiny synapse ends
makes you spin, gotta grin, with sin
on this synapse express, the DNA Molecular express

All aboooord, the DNA Molecular express speeds through every town.
Whether a clown with a frown, cause he’s down.
Or a hip chick, gotta trip, see her dancin’ at the strip
This DNA molecular EXPRESS takes all prisoners
down pre destined roads, of cellular road maps
choice collapse

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