(Steen) (Spooner/Tubes)
out of Lead guitar and Rest of the band Said come on Oh God, oh Black and white, sausages in a bun, in the sun It's
Hey man, like, like check this out man, really, I listen I was countin' the holes in the acoustic tile ceiling, you and fumbling with them little buttons on my mattress you know, that it together So anyways, my mind strays and the tricks that my plays Like fascination and abomination on a Broadway stage dancers and singers and a fully landscaped gospel group and the harmony and and Dinosaurs eatin' like veggie at the snack bar out front in the lobby, you So anyways on the same stage is me, naked like an empty That's I heard him Like a director's voice with too much I guess he was talkin' to yours truly, I me
Madam, that's Ain't no other woman, had 'im stronger than a tree That apple tree there Wealthy in his way Never works, he never Sits and cogitates Right now, planting his garden
Like I had to hear that twice, you know, before I finally got the I screamed, "I ain't Adam! I never seen the dude, and I no either" So anyways, it's really lookin' bad man, like director's when he gets mad Like, might wreck your career with one nod and like cripple you, you know, for life--that's a time My legs are shakin', my knotted, my mind has gone I'd run if I could, but you can't hid from him, and that took my shirt and my trousers So anyways, in the of my dispair, my co-star arrives--oh God, more beautiful Cher I screamed, "Make up! Gimme the script--please sing that more"
Madam, Adam Ain't no woman, that's Adam stronger than a tree And he's freshly from clay Wealthy in his way Never works, he plays Sits and cogitates inventing the Original Sin now
Hey madam, that's
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