Out on the road for forty days
Last night in Little Rock, put me in a haze
Sweet, sweet Connie was doin' her act
She had the whole show and that's a natural fact
Says my wife to me:
"You're just doing this so you can post about it in your journal"
Says I to my wife:
"Yes. Yes, I am. Nevertheless, I may end up shitfaced wearing a cowboy hat before the evening is over."
But I ask you, how often do you get to see Grand Funk Railroad in Little Rock? And were there fried Twinkies at the Peter Schickele concert? I think not.
Last night in Little Rock, put me in a haze
Sweet, sweet Connie was doin' her act
She had the whole show and that's a natural fact
Says my wife to me:
"You're just doing this so you can post about it in your journal"
Says I to my wife:
"Yes. Yes, I am. Nevertheless, I may end up shitfaced wearing a cowboy hat before the evening is over."
But I ask you, how often do you get to see Grand Funk Railroad in Little Rock? And were there fried Twinkies at the Peter Schickele concert? I think not.
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Reprobate, my dear, we need to get you back to Los Angeles, STAT.