The Saddest Song (sung mournfully with accordion)

Standard
I have bag
that is full of ink
it’s the inkyest bag I know
all that it touches is quickly dyed pink
and to carry it makes me so slow
Why is life like this?
I blame the trees
they gave me this bag and i hate them
i hate them
i hate them
I hate them for giving me this bag
I have a car
that is made of tofu
it’s the tofueyest car around
there isn’t much that it can drive through
it barely can stay on the ground
Why is life like this?
I blame the trees
they gave me this car and i hate them
i hate them
i hate them
I hate them for giving me this car
———-
-harmonica solo-
———-
I have a friend
Who is buried in dust
he’s the dustiest friend you will meet
If he doesn’t climb out before he rusts
He may forget he has feet
Why is life like this?
I blame the trees
they gave me this friend and I hate them
i hate them
i hate them
I hate them for giving me this friend.

Note:  I don’t hate trees.  Trees are the best at what they do.  I just like arbitrary assignments of blame.

Advertisements

2 thoughts on “The Saddest Song (sung mournfully with accordion)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s