#Americans #Jews
How many slams in an old screen do… Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you cut it. How much good inside a day?
They had a Rotten Convention And everyone was there: Hamburger Face and Gruesome Grac… And the Skull with the slimy hair… There was Mr. Mud and the Creepi…
There’s an eyeball in the gumball… Right there between the red and th… Lookin’ at me as if to say, “You don’t need anymore gum today.…
You may be lookin’ for me but I a… I’m still lookin’ for myself and… When I found who I am and where… And if you come round again maybe… You wanna follow me but honey can’…
Yeah hoodoo voodoo lady cast up yo… Let me know where did my baby go w… Hoodoo voodoo lady shake your blac… And bring my baby home bring my ba… I know she didn’t go up to New Yo…
Said the little boy, ‘Sometimes I… Said the old man, ‘I do that too.… The little boy whispered, ‘I wet… ‘I do that too,’ laughed the littl… Said the little boy, ‘I often cry…
Hungry Mungry sat at supper, Took his knife and spoon and fork, Ate a bowl of mushroom soup, ate a… Ate a dozen stewed tomatoes, twent… Fifteen shrimps, nine bakes potato…
Hey Lady Godiva, ridin´ through… Naked on your big white horse With your long hair hangin´ down Lady Godiva, you say you´re real… and so shy
Depends on if the judge is fair, Depends how high the heels you wea… Depends on if they count the hair, Depends if they allow the chair.
If you are a dreamer, come in, If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a… A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean… If you’re a pertender, come sit by… For we have some flx-golden tales…
Here’s the half-finished painting… Here’s the first three pages of my… Here’s my Martin guitar that I ne… That’s the daylight dreamer wishfu… I had a Harley bike but I traded…
The waitress with the orange hair… I gulp my coffee– burn my mouth– g… I smear a streak of mustard down m… And the guy behind the register ta… And looks at me as if I’ve blown…
The baby bat Screamed out in fright, 'Turn on the dark, I’m afraid of the light.'
Nentis Nan, he’s my man, I go do im each chanz I gan. He sicks me down an creans my teed Wid mabel syrub, tick an’ sweed, An ten he filks my cavakies
Have you been to the land of happy… Where everyone’s happy all day, Where they joke and they sing Of the happiest things, And everything’s jolly and gay?
