Nervous Purvis

Nervous Purvis, why so quirky? I’m losin’ my hair and the future’s lookin’ murky Nervous Purvis, why the twisted scowl? No woody here, just a slim little dowel Nervous Purvis, why can’t you score? I’m wearin’ silly drawers and I eat off the floor Nervous Purvis, why blame it on the Man? Cuz he’s real bossy and kicks me in the can Nervous Purvis, why the dirty pants? I wore ‘em to bed while reading Judith Krantz Nervous Purvis, why not make a change? Cuz I like sittin’ pretty and scratchin’ my mange Nervous Purvis, you could be so much! Like paying for meals and housing and such? Nervous Purvis, why the dirty nails? Been slurpin’ on felch and fillin’ diaper pails Nervous Purvis, you’ll never fit in! On with ya, donkus, and wipe off your chin!