Thursday, September 08, 2005





Now I lay me down to sleep
While NOLA is a soupbowl deep
I pray that Nancy shuts her face
Before they know 'bout my disgrace.


Fishin'



Fishin'


Fishin' ...
How I love to go fishin'...
While them others are wishin'
They had a boat like mine
Won't ya listen to 'em whine.

Fishin'...
With my daddy I'm fishin ...
While they're splashing and a splishin'
In the benzene and the brine
Won't ya listen to 'em whine.