Why do we do this C.G. and I? Every night vegetables Minds numbed up by T.H.C I've got my pen, C.G. the remote
Laurel and Hardy's the best bet At 4 A.M. on a Friday No dreads about the working day after though Funny thing about weekends When you're unemployed They don't mean quite so much Except you get to hang out with your working friends Well, we got us a spaghetti western on 36
I like spaghetti westerns I like the way the boots are all Reverbed out walking across the hard wood floors In fact everything's got that big reverb sound!
Well, what'll I do now? Go to sleep Pull the pud We need new pornos Well, I guess I'm still writing
