A muse is hard to capture
So when it hits, I do
I'll scrawl upon a napkin
and food containers too
So when I draft a funny shtick
I pray that it will stick
But I write the lyrics
I write the lyrics
I write the lyrics that I forget
My tongue gets tied and heavy
Whenever I try to think
It probably doesn't help much
that I've had a lot to drink
Is that the next line, maybe...nah
um, La La La
My brain is like a strainer
that's Made of the coarsest mesh
the Only thing Kind about an Absent mind
is my jokes are always fresh
I don't have all the answers
but sometimes that isn't quite true
I'll solve the countries problems
with a powerful line or two
like "The only thing that we need
is xvzbcje."
