Sorry your tummies queasy
neil can be a little squeeky
so, opinion stated, now go
buy a bottle of pink pepto
I once observed that spastic hippie play
a solo, while I looked on with chagrin
it appeared that he was trying to work his way
out of some bag he wasn't even in
I know of this bag
it has a few scents
a little like oregano
smoked in tenths
in salad days I oft played "Sea of Madness"
and felt what I believed to be true gladness
now though I drink to those days rather dismal
by reaching once more for the Pepto Bismol
Pepto Bismol tastes like crap
but i'll still pour it in a big spoon
It helps prevent falling in the trap
of staying bent over in the bathroom
I bought a bag of some great rare elixir
and puffed away and hoped new light would show
and then I loaded Harvest on the mixer
(but nope, he still was squawking like a crow)
If I took that approach
of smoking a choice roach
Then played Harvest and heard Neil blow
I would be rolling on the floor cackling like a crow.
Thank you as well
"as well" instead of too
It's an urge that's hard to quell
Maybe there's a poet in you
The Queen sees the peasants
she's barely awake
she yells and she rants
"Let them eat cake!"
The pawn is so lame
with it's little bulbous head
but ignore it in the game
and Boom . . . Promotion . . . Queen . . . You're Dead
hey look, I gave Neil the gong!
that doesn't mean "Post one more song"
But, did you do the dance?
You mean this guy?...
Mark, maybe you're not cut out
to play chess as slow as we do
if you think your angst is bad now
just wait till you get to move 2