The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
I submitted this one for a friend. We were playing "Songburst", and although none of us knew the actual words, she was the most creative!
Submitted by
Anonymous
Submitted on
10/1/1997 12:00 am
Age it happened
21
Better than original?
No
Convinced others you were right?
No
Was partying involved?
No
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When are you gonna come down When are you going to land I should have stayed on the farm I should have listened to my old man You know you can't hold me forever I didn't sign up with you I'm not a present for your friends to open This boy's too young to be singing the blues chorus So goodbye yellow brick road Where the dogs of society howl You can't plant me in your penthouse I'm going back to my plough Back to the howling old owl in the woods Hunting the horny back toad Oh I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow brick road What do you think you'll do then I bet that'll shoot down your plane It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics To set you on your feet again Maybe you'll get a replacement There's plenty like me to be found Mongrels who ain't got a penny Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground [repeat chorus] © 1973 Dick James Music Limited
janenre Dec 10, 2011 5:31 pm