Friday, February 22, 2013

The Chair




I got shipped to a white house.  It seemed a nice place to be.
I just wanted to be some place where people would sit on me-eee.
"Hey sister, don't you sit here with that overflowin' glass of tea!"
She just grinned, shook her head, and parked a bus down on me.
 
Take your load off me, fannie
Take that load off of me
Take your load off me, fannie
I can't stand, stand, STAND
The load you put down on me-eee
 
I picked up my feet.  Started looking for a place to hide.
Then I saw a thin man and the Devil walkin' side by sigh-eyed.
"Hey Mister Thin Man.  You've got such a tiny butt.
Make me your office chair and you'll feel just like King Tut."
 
Take your load off me, fannie
Take that load off of me
Take your load off me, fannie
I can't stand, stand, STAND
The load you put down on me-eee
 
I was put in an oval.  It seemed a nice place to be.
I just wish Nicorette gum wasn't stuck all under me-eee.
On me sat Mister Thin Man, gloating about a house that he'd flim-flammed.
In strolled Jeremiah and the Devil screaming, "America's so goddamned!"
 
Take your load off me, thin man
Take your load off of me
Take your load off me, thin man
I can't stand, stand, STAND
The way your load burdens me-eee
 
 

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