Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Thank you, Danielson

I'd almost forgotten how much I love this song.

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Did I step on your trumpet
Or did I lump
Lump them in with you

I put your name on the ballot
'Cause you should run
Though you don't want to

I've been called the wet blanket
By cranks who I out rank with no thanks
Who do not have a
Clue

Yes I know how to be quiet just one more thing
I made you something

I wrote for you a lovely sonnet
'Bout two great friends
Yours truly and you

We'll grant just one social skill
Share a gesture of good will

How
I try
To relate
With my shipmates

Then I just start blurting out the first thing on my mind

How am I lookin' in your frilly bonnet
With the diamond on it?
I guess I'd better go

I'm a people magnet when I wear your jacket
Good luck getting this

Pleasing people
Is so predictable
We love you now
Then stab you how many

Times I obsess
And I'm making a mess
Failing to impress you
In all that I can't do

Would you take care of my pet parrot
And feed him please
(He speaks less than me)

Would you take care of his pet parrot
And kill him please?

You speak so much about my casket
My body basket
Did I do something wrong?

We'll grant one more social clue
The landfill shall be home to you

All my ships
Sailing relations
Have finally found

Who I am made out to be
Me and free of

Pleasing people
Is so predictable
We love you now
Then stab you how many
Times I obsess
And I'm making a a mess failing to impress you
In all that I can't

Be just who you're made to be
Poppa is so mighty pleased with thee.





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