One day while lounging on a bench
A sound caused my buttocks to clench
A voice from my past
One day while lounging on a bench
A sound caused my buttocks to clench
A voice from my past
Said “Get out of there fast!”
One day while lounging on a bench
A sound caused my buttocks to clench
A voice from my past
Said “Get out of there fast!”
It was Tom Petty’s pianist, Benmont Tench
I’ve travelled the world in a blimp
I’ve travelled the world in a blimp
Captain’ed by a man with a limp
I’ve travelled the world in a blimp
Captain’ed by a man with a limp
The blimp’s filled with gas
I’ve travelled the world in a blimp
Captain’ed by a man with a limp
The blimp’s filled with gas
and built solely of glass
I’ve travelled the world in a blimp
Captain’ed by a man with a limp
The blimp’s filled with gas
and built solely of glass
Come join us - hey! Don’t be a wimp!
My car has a problem with rust
My car has a problem with rust
The floorboards are quite hard to trust
I think we need to know more about this story. ![]()
My car has a problem with rust
The floorboards are quite hard to trust
The fender fell off
My car has a problem with rust
The floorboards are quite hard to trust
The fender fell off
The wheels it did doff
My car has a problem with rust
The floorboards are quite hard to trust
The fender fell off
The wheels it did doff
And the running boards? Pfft! Reddish dust!
I wish I could fly like a bird
I wish I could fly like a bird
To splatter my foes with my turd
I wish could fly like a bird
To splatter my foes with my turd
Their eyes I’d peck out
I wish could fly like a bird
To splatter my foes with my turd
Their eyes I’d peck out
Vulgar songs I would spout
I wish could fly like a bird
To splatter my foes with my turd
Their eyes I’d peck out
Vulgar songs I would spout
(nothing like any birdsong you’ve heard)
I can play a guitar with my toes
I can play a guitar with my toes
And keep counting the beat with my nose
I can play a guitar with my toes
And keep counting the beat with my nose
As my schlong plays the sax
I can play a guitar with my toes
And keep counting the beat with my nose
As my schlong plays the sax
Building to a climax
I can play a guitar with my toes
And keep counting the beat with my nose
As my schlong plays the sax
Building to a climax…
To learn more come to one of my shows
My father was admired for his scent
My father was admired for his scent
People sniffed him wherever he went