Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Brake Down Song

Busted down in Oly town,
Waitin' for a part
 
No, wait, this sounds too familiar.

Oh the weather in Oly is frightful,
Constant rain ain't so delightful,
But we got no place else to go,
We can't tow.  We can't tow.  We can't tow.

Cause the brakes are the latest to go,
Press the pedal and they say "No,"
Real big hills on the way to and fro.
We can't tow.  We can't tow.  We can't tow.


Chorus
When we finally get outta here,
Breaking down sure is getting pretty old.
Watch the bumps.  Watch the cars.  Oh my dear.
And 'laska bound to be cold.

But we can't give up now after this time.
Turning 'round surely would be a real crime.
So it's Canada off do we go,
When we tow.  When we tow.  When we tow.


No snickering!

Bruce

1 comment:

palamine said...

Seriously Bruce, you are very talented.

American Idol for old folks, look out!