There's a mouse starin' out of the window

His car is trapped in the snow

He's planning a family vacation

But he just can't go

Around the next corner's a red bird

His feathers are trapped in a sling

He's passed by some gunslinging parrot

Who's jealous he ain't got no grin



There ain't no time to stash the gumbo

Or rattle around in a cage

The sacrificed child's made bubbles

And spittle is everywhere enraged

In a hot sand or in a my feet

They're blistered and caked with debris

Chez rolez is guarding the tote board

While Angry piddles with glee



There's a fool writing notes out on sandpaper

He's sending them off to himself

He gets them a couple days later

Who put them along his top shelf

If you get tired of shavings

And carve up a good hunk of wood

Remembering to check on the sausage

He's got cooking somewhere look good