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Jay
Alien Abductee
Vatican City
2279 Posts |
 Posted - 01/17/2003 : 9:19:41 PM
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Well I was up around ten last night
boys in the back were fillin' gas tanks
With the water from the fishtanks
Underneath my kitchen cupbaord
Which was quite possibly the most convienient place
For such a thing like this
Was a pile of small ants
Who ate all of my pies
They constantly tear at my small little head
Tearing apart my gown
Until all that is left is...
Wait this the the Tire Mountain song
So the Tire mountain was out back
Been there since Henry Ford slid out of his Mom
Kids used to play on it like it was a pile of pure mescaline
I never quite understood why anyone would set it aflame
But All's I remember was falling out of bed and smellin'
Rubber
Cement bonds strong, keeps long and never wears out
You know they make it smell bad
So that kiddies won't huff it
And They'll run a big vat of it
Down to your house if you call the
Toll-free number listed at the bottom
Of your screen
Doors are almost invisable to a small kid
Cause they constantly run into them
And knock them down onto the deck
While the 4th of July party guests
Stand and laugh while Mom runs and
Grabs the kid and asks
Oh, the Tire Mountain song.
So they set it on fire late at night and
Burn the damn thing to the ground
My house was covered in burnign rubber and
I was using up all of the oxygen which was
Available at the time for my use
Which was not much
There is two hours worth of air
In an average phone booth
Which is sometimes as big as
Tire Mountain song
So they started to pull the rubber off of my
House which was running out of oxygen inside
And I was using up all of my nitous oxide,anyway
But I swear it helps me breathe
And then I'm gonna roll down the hills
and then I'm gonna fly to Georgia and
Eat some Hush Puppies and
Drink sweet tea ( Why don't they call it
Iced Tea) which was squeeze only from fresh
Tires. They are the supreme being, they
Alone are what gives Emeril is
Bam and Notch Kicking
Bird is played by Graham Greene in
Dances with Wolves
He also narrates a crime series
On one of those channels
That people only watch while
THings are burning and other things
Are Being poured out of bottles and
The boys out back are eating mescaline
Like it was a mountain made of tires
which were dropped by
Commercial ariline test-pilots
While entering the atmosphere
at roughly three weeks late which
Meant they could've been pregnant
With small children, like Henry Ford.
And a burning fire will certainly
Gain the attention of those bastards
At the supermarket who take your
seeds and plant them in farmer's
housewife's with three teeth and
A pile of tires in their backyards
Which are burnign now cause
Some crazy horses poured gas on it
And one of them through a Zippo on it
They are windproof, so it didn't go out
And the whole thing lit up like the
4th of July guest watch the little
Kid fall flat on his face after falling
Through the screen door
And Mom running to him and feeding him
Tires that are melting and covering my
Home with a black goo similar in texture
And smell
To rubber cement which smells better than
Burning tires.
And lying between the sea and dispair is
A small little fellow, surrounded by hate
Which flows like hot water through
The air which is also very hot
Making friction less a problem and
letting the water fall faster onto
Tire Mountain and then turning into
Wonderful ice sculptures of
Dustin Hoffman.
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"Hey man...you smell..."
"Oh yeah?"
"yeah...like dinner..." |
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Talkin' The Fire of Tire Mountain Blues ( Again.)
