I've seen them out at Soco
They're pounding sixteen penny nails
The truckers on the interstate
Have been known to ride the rails
The sweat is beating on the brow
Can't keep these fellas down
'Cause those damned blue-collared tweekers
Are runnin' this here town

I knew a man who hung drywall
He hung it mighty quick
A trip or two to the blue room
Would help him do the trick
His foreman would pat him on the back
Whenever he would come around
'Cause these dammed blue-collar tweekers
Are beloved in this here town

Now the union boys are there
To protect us from all the corporate type
While curious George's drug patrol
Is out here hunting snipe
Now they try to tell me different
But you know I ain't no clown
'Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Are the backbone of this town

Now the flame that burns twice as bright
Burns only half as long
My eyes are growing weary
As I finalize this song
So sit back and have a cup o' joe
And watch the wheels go round
'Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Have always run this town

 

so this tread is obviously nOt bout cereal

 

Quite a suprise
What an ingenious device
Boredom encompasses my time
I don't know what I should do

Indulging a moment of your time
Seldom the breeder of lies
But you won't believe that it's true

They take to the sky
Southbound Pachyderm

Pinholes through cardboard
At the Sun
Passing the bucks by one by one
Leaving nothing in return

Watching the majest blow past
Speculating which will be the last
Savoring my piece of pie

And there is no reprise
They're filling the sky
Southbound Pachyderm

 

Southbound Pachyderm
huhhhh its about elephants

 

Yes mom.

My socks and shoes always match
Is It Luck?
There's a foot at the end of each of my legs
Is It Luck?
I can play my bass for you
Is It Luck?
Some girls like to kiss my face
Is It Luck? Is It Luck?

There's food inside your mouth today
Is It Luck?
The barber cuts your hair just sooooooo
Is It Luck?
When the taste of sex is on your lips
Is It Luck? Is It Luck? well Ler

These songs always sound so fast
Is It Luck?
Polyester makes you sweat
Is It Luck?
If a graham cracker gets you off
Is It Luck?
Love, love,
Is It Luck? well Herb

She said she wanted my body and not my mind
so I showed her my dictionary to show the
words that I know and from not what I examined
I can be how loquacious when I set my mind down to it

And she wasn't impressed

no no no no no no no
no no no no no no no
no no no no no

She wasn't impressed at all.
She whispered in my ear!

She whispered in my ear
she said, "You wanna get lucky little boy?"

Oh I smiled

I smiled and I said, "Is It Luck"

 

Unfortunately, no

 

this song and over the electric grapevine are my fav's!!!

 

They headed southward, from San Francisco,
to be with chuckles and the others.
With electric in the air,
and peroxide in their hair,
they looked like golden brothers.

They drove a Datsun, an automatic,
the radio blaring static.
He made a face into the night,
and burst out laughing at the sight.
The hysteria ensuing would dominate the night.

From all the candy, the seats were sticky,
as they were drawn into the grapevine.
Then "introduce yourself" came on,
as they barreled through the fog.
The demon puffing madly on a mentholated log.
They were tired,
they were sleepy.
So they parked behind the roxy.
Adam left to use the phone,
so he sat there all alone.
When Adam's voice came beaming through on the radio.
He started laughing.

 

Tijuana Smalls.... SHAKE HANDS WITH BEEF

There's a time for lies
And a time for truth
I say, eye for an eye
Eye for a tooth

When I roamed young
I'd scavenge around
Every nook and cranny
Of our little town
It's nice, so nice, to be

Haul out the cannon boys
Steal us some wine
Puff Tijuana Smalls
SHAKE HANDS WITH BEEF

She's so fine
She's so sweet
Mom and Pop they raised her
On huge slabs of meat

She's fine
A man of nine
Water derby day
Twenty six pumps
on a Crossman
And it's time to play

It's nice, so nice, to be

Haul out the cannon boys
Steal us some wine
Puff Tijuana Smalls
SHAKE HANDS WITH BEEF