yeah, well, this one works in all the album titles as a narrative, so there!
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
And some boy
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.