sorry... getting late.... LIVESHOT!
Those aren't tears... it's botox!
"Wait'll they get a-load of me..."
Another great thing about the election is, I won't have to look at that ugly man anymore.
I would think if Stan Laurel were alive today he would probably sue you for slander.
The Flipper (adapted from The Who's The Seeker)
I’ve looked under chairs
I’ve looked under tables
I’ve tried to find the key
To fifty million fables
Chorus:
They call me the [flipper]
I’ve been searching low and high
I won’t get to get what I’m after
Till the day I die
I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked The Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldn’t help me either
Chorus
People tend to hate me
’cause I['ve a plastic] smile
As I ransack their homes
They want to shake my hand
Focusing on nowhere
Investigating miles
I’m a [flipper]
I’m a really desperate man
I won’t get to get what I’m after
Till the day I die
I learned how to raise my voice in anger
Yeah, but look at my face, ain’t this a smile?
I’m happy when life’s good
And when it’s bad I cry
I’ve got values but I don’t know how or why
I’m looking for me
You’re looking for you
We’re looking in at other
And we don’t know what to do
Chorus
Did he cry for our POW'S or our soldiers? This is a Bad Man.