I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas. My fingers are Santa's little helpers. My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments. I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn. Sisyphus, sweating uphill. Bukowski, scribbling away in rooming houses. A river always flowing. I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Monday, April 05, 2004
The Kids Of Widney High...
Life Without the Cow
Life without the cow, no more milk and cheese
No more New York steak, no more fertilizer
No more BBQ, no more leather shoes
No more butter on biscuits, no more Ben and Jerry's
But there is a cow, I see 'em every day
I seem 'em from the freeway in California
I can't stand my life without the cow
Life without the cow, nor more cottage cheese
No more hamburgesas, cowgirls or cowboys
No more saying "Mooo", no more "Cow and Chicken"
No more frozen yogurt, no more big brown eyes
(Chorus)
Brahman Bull, Caucasian, Guernsey, Black Angus, Beefalo, Belted Galloway, Brown Swiss, Jersey, Corinthian Blonde, Texas Longhorn, Jamaica Red, Florida Cracker
(Chorus)
(Solo over verse)
(Chorus)2x
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