Tag: Music

There once were rock stars so bold

There once were rock stars so bold,
Who aged but refused to be old,
On stage with their walker,
Singing tunes, what a shocker,
Same songs for fifty years, we’re told!

In Chicago, a man lost his flute

In Chicago, a man lost his flute

Blue line to O’Hare, was his route

Worth 22k

But he found it, hooray,

Once again, he can give it a toot

A man was counting some sheep

A man was counting some sheep

And quickly, he fell fast asleep

“I can’t swallow,” he told

To the doctor, who pulled

His headphone, from his throat, really deep

We’ve been stuck inside for so long

We’ve been stuck inside for so long,

With our beer, our games, and our bong,

So we tried something new

Just to make it through

We be singin’ that old sailor song

In Indiana, they’ve lifted their ban

In Indiana, they’ve lifted their ban

One in place for a 50 year span

Now the hippies can run

They can play in the sun

And smoke weed in their Volkswagen van

They came to the jail, by will or by warrant

They came to the jail, by will or by warrant

Some crimes were mild while others, abhorrent

But these jailers lacked empathy,

Even the Devil’d have sympathy

‘Cause that much “Baby Shark’ is just torment

There was a young girl of Angina

There was a young girl of Angina
Who stretched catgut across her vagina.
From the love-making frock
(With the proper sized cock)
Came Toccata and Fugue in D minor.

There was a young fellow from Sparta

There was a young fellow from Sparta.
A really magnificent farter.
On the strength of one bean
He’d fart “God Save the Queen”,
And Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata.

“I’m sick of Tchaikovsky”, said May

“I’m sick of Tchaikovsky”, said May,
“And this Handel and Bach that we play.”
So she put down her fiddle
And diddled her middle;
“It’s time for Depussy I say.”

That piano man’s surely the leanest

That piano man’s surely the leanest
and shortest and smallest and meanest.
I aquired him, said Feeny,
As a gift from a Genie
When he thought I said thirteen-inch pianist