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von Santana

There′s a mouse starin' out of the window
His car is trapped in the snow
He′s planning a family vacation
But he just can't go
Around the next corner's a red bird
His feathers are trapped in a sling
He′s passed by some gunslinging parrot
Who′s jealous he ain't got no grin


There ain′t no time to stash the gumbo
Or rattle around in a cage
The sacrificed child's made bubbles
And spittle is everywhere enraged
In a hot sand or in a my feet
They′re blistered and caked with debris
Chez rolez is guarding the tote board
While angry piddles with glee

There's a fool writing notes out on sandpaper
He′s sending them off to himself
He gets them a couple days later
Who put them along his top shelf
If you get tired of shavings
And carve up a good hunk of wood
Remembering to check on the sausage
He's got cooking somewhere look good