July 26, 2001

  • “Some things are unxangable.”


    …I can’t believe what I just said.
    Like saying a tired child
    Should never be put to bed,
    Like saying that falling raindrops
    Should never touch a flower,
    Relinquishing to the Unspeakable
    So much hidden power!


    But some things are unxangable
    And never to be xanged.
    Just don’t ask me what the hell  they are:
    I’ll only twang *shebang!*


    Chorus: ( she bangs!
                  she bangs!
                  he only twangs, she bangs!)


    Oh yeah, some things are xangaphobic
    And rue the day you try
    To stick them in a friggin’ blog,
    ‘Cause that’s the day you die!


    Chorus: ( she bangs!
                  she bangs!
                  he only twangs, she bangs!)


    So when the fateful day arrives
    And I no longer blog,
    Be assured that the most Unspeakable’s
    Got me hostage in her fog.


    Chorus: ( she bangs!
                  she bangs!
                  he only twangs, she bangs!)

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