tonight's song

Tonight's Tribs Song Solo, transcribed...

Jack and Jill went up the hill 

to fetch a pail of water

Jack fell down and broke his crown

and Jill came tumbling after

Jill said Jack be more careful

You coulda broke my neck like that

Jack said I'm sorry sis,

but I was falling fast

and the hill was long 

and the song was wrong

and I got bruises on my scars

and bugs crawling in my ears

and exlamation points all over my fears

and i got little rocks in my eyes

and I got octopi swimming in my big tears

and I got little people in little houses

with little doggies in little dog houses

dying in their make-believe wars

And I got 

I got you 

yes i do

And I got my walking shoes

dippity dippity dippity dang do

I got blood in my veins

I got marrow in my bones

i got a flotilla of 

rolling motor homes 

I got a fiddle full of 

flighty hormones

i got water by the boatload

I got docs by the bay

I got billion dollar bashes

every other damn day

I've got bluecollar salesmen 

breathing down my neck

I've got bottles of tequila

waiting up on deck

i've got a million questions

burning in my maw

I've gotten a million answers

but every one is flawed

I've got one thing more

one thing less

one thing gone

one thing best

I've got something else

Until something else comes along

I've got this here song

and this ear to take it all in

i've got this mouth to sing along

to the music of the spheres

The music

of the spheres 

is here

in your 1-4-5

circular pattern, my dear

i've got a spray-paint spirit-spout

That on the hour sprays verses

on the sides of hearses

What else?

I'm out