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Walter Westinghouse went to town
He found a friend today
His friend was peeling ceiling wax
As he heard Walter say
"Love me tender, love me sweet
Love me like I love my feet
Sit me down with Ezra Pound
But don't forget to eat
Cause a country boy to cook
A carrot or a cake
But don't forget the feelings
Of a friend are hard to fake"
He lives a life of April leaves
Respondent to the thought
That often things you've caught or bought
Are not the ones you sought
Now his December is a sender
Singing songs he knows
But all the words are "cute" and "please"
And "boy I hope it snows"
He buys the bacon and Aiken
And his heart is due
To overcoats and Quaker Oats
And if his wife should sue
"Wanda, Wanda, where you went
And tell me what'd you take?"
"I took the tongue of Philip John
And left it in the lake"
"But my dear, I think I fear
That you had lost your way"
"Those scrambled eggs, those scrambled eggs
Were all he let me bake"
He said, "Your trust is like a crust
Too brittle and too thin"
I said, "You're full of nigger dots
And look like Rin Tin Tin"
Is common ground not ever found
But pleas from dad to son
Or is it just believin'
That the evening steals the sun?
I said, "Your snoot is full of poop
And should be in a shoot"
And then I said, "Your slurping pen
Is better off at Best Buy"
Oh, oh dear
He's exuding more sapon
And flinty grip and broken bones
And caustic stale to tell
"What, what's that dear?"Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell?
Yes, eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
Eat exuding oinks of bone
And bleed decrepit broken bones
And caustic spells of hell
He sees the threads of worn out treads
And calls his color true
And calls his color true
And calls his color true
And calls his color true
And calls his color
And calls his color true
And calls his color true
And calls his color true
And calls his color true
And calls his color true
And calls his color true
