yeah, well, this one works in all the album titles as a narrative, so there!
“Sentimental Institution”
Hey Mrs. Stinson?
Can Tim come out to play today?
She said she was pleased to meet me
But don’t tell a soul, just let it be
It’s a shame about Bob
Feels like he taught me ‘n Dando half of our chops
Paul and Chris can still turn a phrase
And I’m praying Tommy’s laying off the lampshades
Sorry Ma, forgot to take out the trash
I know you think it stinks
But I’m all shook down
Still recovering from the Hootenany
Even ten twenty years later, it still sounds fresh
(At least I haven’t gotten sick of it yet)
Well it’s a dedication from a fan
And I’m praying they’ll be laying out
The welcome Mats
At the sentimental institution to you
The sentimental institution from me
To you
And some boy
Named Goo
the intended link is http://www.myspace.com/randboromusic in case anyone else can’t click through like me.
Thanks Ih8music. the link should work now. Damn my fat-fingered typing.