What if Christmas didn't come this year and no one paid for Christmas cheer? Who would cry the biggest tear, the child or the store? Why do brides wear
Hello all you boys and girls. I'd like to take you to the inside world. It's quite an irregular place to be. But never fear you're safe with me. Well
An overaged boy of thirty-nine has left the wing today. The first time in his life he's made that step. Be numbed by the society and plagued by insecurity
Too many puppies are being shot in the dark. Too many puppies are trained not to bark. At the sight of blood that must be spille dso that We may maintain
They call me Mr. Knowitall I will not compromise. I will not be told what to do. I shall not step aside. They call me Mr. Knowitall I have no time to
It was a weekend's eve, I had sex on my breath I was lookin' for somethin' to see. With a borrowed black leather and my best fishin' hat. Well it was
Skinny was born in a bathtub And he grew so incredibly thin Even the end of an eye dropper Sucked him in Skinny never knew any questions Skinny never
We are gathered here Today in these majestic halls of old to honor a man they call Sathington Willoughby. There's a joke or two, A pun or three I feel
You can have a lolly pop a candy bar a jelly bean. I'll buy you a rainbow to hang above your door. It's pudding time. Laughter is a sweet You can't
When he was young you'd not find him doing well in school, His mind would turn unto the waters. Always the focus of adolescent ridicule, He has no time
Why do we do this C.G. and I? Every night vegetables, Minds numbed up by THC. I've got my pen, C.G. the remote. Laurel and Hardy's the best bet at four
In a town in southernmost Sicily Lived a family too proud to be poor In the year that fever took father away They hastened for American shores Now a
The man he stepped up to the microphone and he gave it a kiss, it was a big wet, slippery kiss And he had sweat dripping off of his nose onto the windscreen
I had a friend that took a blet, took a blet and hung himself Hung himself in the doorway of the apartment where he lived His woman and his little bro
He's standin' tall at 5 foot 4 With the sharpness of a troubadour I dare you look him in the eye His stench would make a buzzard cry He likes Burt in
Amos Moses was a Cajun. And lived by himself in the swamp Hunting alligator for a living. Knock 'em on the head with a stump The Louisiana law's gonna
He wasn't lookin' for fanfare or fame but it all came around just the same. He then met a girl with desire in her eye, he gave her love, she took his
I went down to Coddingtown To buy for Lucky Dog Moved on up to Sono-co To clear my head of smog People 'round town they all line up To buy them Chevrolets
