Tytuł: Gumbo

• Wykonawca: Phish
• Wyświetleń: 262

There's a mouse starin' out of the window
  His car is trapped in the snow
  He's planning a family vacation
  But he just can't go
  Around the next corner's a red bird
  His feathers are trapped in a sling
  He's passed by some gunslinging parrot
  Who's jealous he ain't got no grin
  
  There ain't no time to stash the gumbo
  Or rattle around in a cage
  The sacrificed child's made bubbles
  And spittle is everywhere enraged
  In a hot sand or in a my feet
  They're blistered and caked with debris
  Chez rolez is guarding the tote board
  While Angry piddles with glee
  
  There's a fool writing notes out on sandpaper
  He's sending them off to himself
  He gets them a couple days later
  Who put them along his top shelf
  If you get tired of shavings
  And carve up a good hunk of wood
  Remembering to check on the sausage
  He's got cooking somewhere look good