C-SPAN's on and the lights are low,
gettin' in some fellatio,
then he's bitin' that pillow case,
making his squinty little face
then squealing like a sow.
Ugh, let's go to the chorus now.
It's Barney the banking queen,
cross and mean,
he squints and preens
with a sweaty sheen, oh yeah.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Zuccotti Park is melting in the dark;
the panicked acid stashes gobbled down.
Someone's brain is baking in the rain!
I don't think this crowd can dig it
that the cops ain't writing tickets
and we're going stoned to Riker's once again ...
oh, no. Oh, no!!!