the clouds are drippin'
and my grip is slippin'
and my jeans are rippin'
at the knees.

the tables are turnin'
and it's gettin' concernin'
and i better start learnin'
to speak Japanese.

because i woke up in the cooler
with a guy name of Beuller
and he took out a ruler
and measured his toes.

he said when he was younger
he had a girlfriend that hung her
hat on a plunger
and froze.

i said, "wow this is crazy
in the slammer for being lazy
hey, but at least it pays me
a hundred bucks a day.

whenever they free me
you'll never see me
because there's this girl that's dreamy
and we're running away.

-- Scott Copeland