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Thursday, June 01, 2006

Mucousy Rigby

to the tune of 'Eleanor Rigby' by The Beatles

ah, look at all the mucky mucous
ah, spit out all the mucky mucous

leomange rigby, hocking and hacking and spitting the phlegm down the drain
allergies're lame
taking a shower, trying to clean out the crap from the night before
what is it for?

all the freakin' mucous
where did it all come from?
all the freakin' mucous
where does it all belong?

sudafed hazy, causing the day to be manic and crazy-insane
coffee seems tame.
look at him working, drugging up every four hours to get through the day
to feel okay.

all the freakin' mucous
where did it all come from?
all the freakin' mucous
where does it all belong?

ah, look at all the mucky mucous
ah, spit out all the mucky mucous

so comes the evening, leomange goes home, his nose gets all freakin' stuffed up
don't wanna stay up
smoke through the window, cigarette smokers, the neighbors who live downstairs
what do they care

all the freakin' mucous
where did it all come from?
all the freakin' mucous
where does it all belong?

4 Comments:

Blogger princess slea said...

aw. hope you are feeling better. nice song though (hope weird al doesn't steal it)

6:23 AM

 
Blogger leomange said...

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1:56 AM

 
Blogger leomange said...

thanks... it gets better, it gets worse... but this is what happens when i'm all hepped up on sudafed. i'll let you decide for yourself if it's a good thing.

1:57 AM

 
Blogger sleepybomb said...

where's the pic?

6:02 PM

 

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