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That Party
Went to a little get-together
With some old friends
Not much has changed
Since the last time I saw them

There’s a chicken in uniform
Wooden leg and a matchstick arm
Saying: left my wing back on the farm
...tried the buffet...

Tiny took a turn on steel guitar
After he got a fresh feel for the bar
Lines drawn of jelly-fish caviar
...saying: wanna jamm? ? ?

I don’t like throwing
Parties like that
But I love going
They said no guests
So I thought of you
Hey mama, it’s on

A disconcerted youth with a gun
Wants to shoot-up some fun
Saying: I’m failing science and math
But I’m head of the class in murder one

Balance sheets unpresarioed ballets
And advertised for run-a-ways
That only dance on holidays
...when crutches cut in...

Willa was disenchanted
Tossed her garter and demanded
Nothing can be recanted
...if it was nothing to begin with...

A magician did card tricks
For a bunch of well-heeled hicks
And held up a red six
...one said: that’s a black seven...

I don’t like throwing
Parties like that
But I love going
They said no guests
So I thought of you
Hey mama, it’s on

A disconcerted youth with a gun
That semi-precious son
He needs to learn if you take a life
You ain’t got none

Cracked pelicans rode magnolias
Sent advice to rebel soldiers
That all ended with: I told ya’s
...so then why do you ask? ? ? ...

You can tell it’s getting late
When cal calls himself kate
And peons hire potentates
...saying: when you finish
Trim the hedges...

I’m making a hurried get-a-way
Down santa monica, out of l.a.
If you like it so much stay
...there’s a theme park in the mix...

I don’t like throwing
Parties like that
But I love going
They said no guests
So I thought of you
Hey mama, it’s on
 
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