This month's themes (cupcake, brisk, interstitials) didn't exactly turn the inspiration amplifier up to 11, but, goddammit, I ain't one to run away from a challenge, no sirree. I rolled up my sleeves and got to work. So this one goes out to you, my little cupcake. You know who you are.
CUPCAKE, WHEN YOU HAVE A CHANCE
i was standing on a dead end street
i had just arrived from the coast
when along came the man who invented the clothes pin
eating some melba toast
he asked me if I was from abilene
i said no i'm from kankakee
then he said he once knew a body builder
looked a helluva lot like me
i said i never built no bodies
but i once knew a girl from peru
her father was a hangman for the shah of iran
now living in katmandu
he said well well ain't it a small world
i once knew a girl from bombay
she danced for the mayor of pittsburgh
on tanzanian independence day
then we realized we had a mutual friend
ah but wasn't it a crying shame
couldn't neither one of us remember his face
nor could we remember his name
so he says hey brother let's go get a drink
i said how's about three or four
he said tell you what let's have about a coupla hundred
then order up a couple more
so me and that fellow saddled up to the bar
i said bartender two beers
then he said bartender I'll have two beers too
and some earplugs for my ears
so the barkeep says hey why the long face
and what do you need with those plugs
but he just pulled out an egg and a frying pan
said this is your brain on drugs
well it must've been right around three am
when we floated out of the place
we agreed there'd never been a better time
to be a member of the human race
then he gave me a box of 8-track tapes
and i gave him a ticket to france
he said come see me in gay paree
and bring a cupcake when you have a chance
copyright 2007 Samm Bennett / Directional Music (BMI)
Nice tune though matey!
posted by gomichild at 10:51 PM on December 15, 2007