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Sunday, October 16, 2011

The Spot On The Calendar When A Nation Of Can-Do Morphed In A Nation Of Co-Pay



Off our rockers, actin' crazy
With the right medication we won't be lazy
Doin' the old folks boogie
Down on the farm
Wheelchairs, they was locked arm in arm
Paired off pacemakers with matchin' alarms
Gives us jus' one more chance
To spin one more yarn
And you know that you're over the hill
When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill
Doin' the old folks boogie
And boogie we will
'Cause to us the thought's as good as a thrill
Back at the home,
No time is your own,
Facillities there, they're all out on loan
The bank foreclose, and your bankruptcy shows
And your credit creeps to an all-time low
So you know, that you're over the hill
When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill
Try and get a rise from an atrophied muscle,
And the nerves in your thigh just quivers and fizzles
So you know, that you're over the hill
When your mind makes a promise that your body can't fill

4 comments:

Johnny Glendale said...

Waiting for Columbus is in my car's CD changer right now and boy have I been singing the wrong lyrics to that one for 30-35 years (The Lad's favorite song BTW is Fat Man in the Bathtub - something about "squeeze play on the cheesy side of town" makes him near hysterical with laughter).

teresa said...

I loved that band. Saw them at Red Rocks amphitheatre in I think it was, 1976. For a bunch of drugged out hippies, they were the tightest band I ever saw.

Cletus Socrates said...

Fox Theatre ATL '78....Lowell George's maraca.....

H. Gillham said...

Lowell George. A master.

Man, you're making me miss the 70s.

:)