You are smoking hot
You have built up my
Aromatic Hydrocarbons
Inside my heart
Igniting these feelings
I can’t cool them down
I have called 911 they can’t help
The fire department
Doesn’t have enough water
The paramedics can’t slow this beat down
My heart has been beating to fast
Twice as fast since I have seen you
Please stop this vibrating and pounding
I can’t take much more
I am about to exploded
You have ignited my soul
Come live with me and be my sweetheart now
I’ll share my only bed with you and how!
If you let me love you
I’ll darn your old wool gloves 4 you
If you come and meet me brow to brow.
Come live with me ‘n teach me all you know
About poetic licence and Defoe.
I’ll mend your vacuum cleaner,
Learn expressions meaner..
How cheerfully the hours to come will go,
Come live with me and be my lover true
Without one,whatever shall we do?
I’ll mend all England’s railways
Wreck the works on weekdays
Come live with me and I will sweep your flue.
Come live with me in Norway on a fjord
I’ll use my Canon PowerShot if I 'm bored
I’ll watch the flowers growing
And see the waters flowing
How happy Wittgenstein’d be if he’d know
THE FAIR ELAINE
My mother had an uncle, Hayes,
Who loved the banker's child
Hayes was just a dray man
It made the banker wild
When Hayes proposed to fair Elaine
He asked for her sweet hand
Her father said that he’d agree
If Hayes could buy some land.
So off Hayes went
To make his stake
He traveled night and day
Until he found a growing town
He knew he had to stay
he drove his mule team
train to train
delivered tons of goods
and every day he wrote to her
he’d promised that he would
and once a week he mailed the pack
he sent his seven letters
she saved them all
so comforted that
times were getting better
and in two years
Hayes had the cash
To marry fair Elaine
He hitched his mules
To go for her
And traveled ‘cross the plain
And when he came up to her house
Black wreathes were on her door
He knocked and found his fair Elaine
Was on this earth no more
Hayes went home in sorrow
Took a shotgun from the shelf
He shot his pair of finest mules
And then he shot himself
I am called THE FLU
I came with those who flew
I have barely touched a few
And many are still Due
No body has any Clue
Of how to Subdue
If I am not there in YOU
It's just that you are in a Queue
The TV’s raving the Mexicana flew choo
The trains gathering a head chaaaaaaa chooo.
The government needs a new control to
stop the immigrations flow to…..
It’s amazing the lengths I think they’ll go to
The trains gathering a head chaaaaaaa chooo
Body aches are screaming too
perhaps, I have the swine flu too?
Population was exploding
those undesirables were imploding
Firesign Theatre* did a FORETOLDIN
“You’ve got the disease!” their game show hostin
It’s amazing what a little bittie bug can do
to solve the problems of YOU KNOW WHO.
http://new.music.yahoo.com/firesign-theatre/tracks/beat-the-reaper--571492
*1960’s comedy group take on pandemics
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