Ode to a tard
is what this would be called
if I were another girl and all
standing ten feet tall
wearing wonder woman’s dress
drenched in sopping rain
brandishing a cigarette
screaming out your name
John John John my man
come and save the day
the men are crawling up my ass
ruining my day
take a shower pretty one
don’t hang your head too low
the rain will bubble up again
when you just let it flow
so strike me up a beat my man
strip me down inside
Led by captain underpants
Foxing through the tides
driving madness in my brain
searing guitar licks
will bring me back to life again
teach me the newest tricks
following down the road my friends
running through the night
my men the tards will lead me there
through the darkest night.
Happy Birthday to Keith Tard… I can’t say my favorite, but he performs in his underpants… what else can a girl say :)
Here’s to our funerals Gentlemen.
