From: spatula@retina.net (tv's Spatch)
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Subject: Re: Stupid Lane
Date: Fri, 24 Nov 1995 00:54:26 GMT
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Bill Wilkinson <70325.1137@CompuServe.COM> writ:

>Yep.  Lost it.

In Stupid Lane there is a Magnus selling photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to cut
And they talk about Flapjack's butt
In the pouring rain.

Close to the Magnus is a Ross with a big ol' sock
And Bill claims that someone nasty stole his .sig
And the Longest Thread is much too big
In the pouring rain
Got no brain

Stupid Lane is in my head and up me arse
There, just like a good door-slamming farce
I sit and type wurds in

Across the corner someone's masturbating furiously
But no one's watching so it doesn't really matter
And the Tortess is talking to the hatter
(Hey, I had to rhyme.)

Once bad haiku and pollyrayjurism ran rampant
But now the bacon's come and made 'em go away
And Keylime's got nothing else to say
Cause he ran away
O-y vey

Stupid Lane is in my ears and in my spleen
Charlie Sheen and Ben Vereen
(Stole that one from the Brain)

STUPID LANE IS IN MY FACE AND IN YER HEAD
IN YER HEAD
ZOMBIE
ZOMBIE
ZOMBIE

IN YER HEAD
IN YER HEAD
ZOMBIE
ZOMBIE
ZOMBI-E-I-E-I-E-I-O.


- spatch, sorry for the digression at the end, but we had to bring the 
	glockenspiel player in, he was on contract -


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