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