Improdome 5/16/07

Strumming guitars and harmonicas sing, as we strut across the stage with our bling a bling bling. Staged phoneys like a baloney sub rub a dub dub, in the pre-arranged liars club. You say dick, dick, dick, click, click, click, blick, blick, blick ....... say what, but simulated you know what. Such and such too much squeeze in the breeze with sleeze, if you please -- of course -- on your knees. Strutt butt you slut, no klutzy, futzy, whatsy cuts. Bleed if you please, OK go ahead and sneeze, wheeze, keep me for free? No pay, lay, OK, today, nay like a horse or pony while in the zoneie. Cut you motta on a horse, oh come on give me a divorce ... no remorse of course. Dee ta dee dee dumb, have fun son and daughter, cough, drink water, thats what you oter do -- feeling blue, like a y0o hoo, nothing new boo hoo, so scream like in a dream, dream, dream!