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| Wanna get humble, tell you what you do Fix yourself some flashback stew take a 30-year trip, and back into, those hazy days at EIU. (-Charleston, Illinois -Land of Lincoln -I heard of people giving you a hand -First time I saw a statue giving you the finger) Looked like something from the Grapes of Wrath Ma and Pa and their sociopath Packed his albums, Hid his stash Best way known to avoid the draft (-Good bye Ma, Hello ladies -Wanna see my blacklight poster -Is that a real poncho or a Sears� poncho?) They drifted in to Carmen Hall Wanna-be-hippies, one and all Landed on this big orange couch Where the highest hippies all hung out (-Blue jeans, T-shirt and army surplus - Poor boys though, they could only afford one letter -Watch out for that water balloon Lumpy) The Lord helps fools and he did not fail It�s a wonder they didn�t all land in jail Drinking this and smelling that Eating brownie, not getting fat (-Higher Education -Must have been a religious group -all them white crosses. ) The boys set out for apartment-ville With nails and lumber and determined wills Begged and borrowed, supplies in hand Started in building TV stands (-The great entertainment center build-off -A regular tower of Babel with 3-way speakers -Cowboy Bob and 4-way Kool-Aid) |
| Want to get to heaven, tell you what to do Watch yourself that new Kung-Fu Adjust your aura, start breathing right No Annie Green Springs Friday night (-Get your total enlightenment here -Eternal bliss $40 per letter -TM -Some meditation required.) Jap and Oire, Zoot and Hank in that 9th Street House Beetz and Chuch come moving in As others graduated out The Bozo�s got loaded on the bus, but no barneys nor no zips To this day it remains unknown who took those giant lips (-A porch swing with revolving doors -Water beds, and art supplies, jam sessions, original artwork, - Like a Rolling Stones) Sigma Pi, Delta Chi, Tri-Sigs, TKE�s and Pikes Ted�s whorehouse, Chink and Kates, Sporties, Roc�s and Ikes Fluffing up their shaggy hair, jeans and brown earth shoes Hank was harping out, �Mrs. Memenga Got them my butthole hurts blues� (-A veritable zoo, -they got falling squirrels, Dr. Rat, slugs, chickens -and the neighborhood hog� fucker) All good things got to end sometime And so it was with my BS spree Six years later, with a juco course, finished up my college degree There is no moral to this tale Though the boys made out good May they meet in the by and by Sporting bifocal Hollywoods (-Earned that education -Hard knocks and know-how -Ahead of my time -Rapid change) |
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