Dastardly Scofflaws Tribute Song
Pear juice, fair juice, a fairly loose noose will snare you, scare you, mentally prepare you to share your wealth with a string bean orchestra of orcas flying from the coast the lowest boast of toast will roast the pope in his grandfather's cloak elope on the wedding boats of Acupulc... oh!
Snow didn't go to giggy giggy go-go low blow to the rowboat sail or towboat. King's moat and a truckroad, the wind blowed the binload, my shin knows which way the ring goes, marimbo....
solos, and the stand up electric space base a thousand miller lights in space a place race to Saturn, Venus, or Mars take your pick the directions, to the stars on the map of a street man neighborhood watch laying chicken on a windsill government clocks while the barb wire windmill selling me shelling me rocks. my socks in a box of shocks i lost. the last stop.
Coz the metric system is 1.6 times as funky.
-Those Dastardly Scofflaws
Snow didn't go to giggy giggy go-go low blow to the rowboat sail or towboat. King's moat and a truckroad, the wind blowed the binload, my shin knows which way the ring goes, marimbo....
solos, and the stand up electric space base a thousand miller lights in space a place race to Saturn, Venus, or Mars take your pick the directions, to the stars on the map of a street man neighborhood watch laying chicken on a windsill government clocks while the barb wire windmill selling me shelling me rocks. my socks in a box of shocks i lost. the last stop.
Coz the metric system is 1.6 times as funky.
-Those Dastardly Scofflaws
posted by William Bunker at 1:58 AM
3 Comments:
....low blow to the railroad, a hobo's rowboat...
...a thousand miller lites lighting up in space...
...string bean orchestra of orcas, morphing into lucia borgia...
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