Friday, June 29, 2007
Hucklebuck Remix
Jimmy Buffett's Son of a Son of a Sailor becomes......
A Son of a Son of a Failure:
As the son of a son of failure
There are places I dare never venture
Viewed as by few
In the world I walk through
As one who is much of a pleasure
As a soiler of beds and
a flatulent man
I have unloaded many a pile
Slow to the point
But I can light up a joint
And there's not much I cannot defile
Son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a Failure
Son of a bum, means I'm twice as dumb, as a piece of trash from the Trailer
Not too far from now,
near a casino in Vegas,
I'll spend half my loot
on a hooker named Mavis
And the lady she hails straight from the gutter,
queen of the herpes
Disease for you meat
The pain's not discreet
like the prick of 10 thousand bees
This new job I'm quittin'
will help to begin
the cycle my grandpappy
taught us
When adversity's on the horizon
Fold up shop, there ain't no use in tryin'
We can't all be born the son of Chuck Norris
Where the failure finally ends
I guess all depends
Perhaps my grandson will be a stock trader
He'll live the high life
avoiding turmoil and strife
not a bum, a thief , or a wanker
But he'll probably just be the son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a Failure
Losing is in our veins, the stench always remains
I'm just glad I'm not a phone operator
# posted by hucklebuck @ 12:20 PM 
