There once was a dying Ramone
Who got a Bartiromo bone
For the CNN hottie
With the outta sight body
As he watched late at night all alone
But alas for this punk three-chord wonder
This was his last punk rock thunder
It's not his best ever,
But. . . whatever.
Now he's singing his songs six feet under.
Rating: 3 walkers
It's hard to believe she's alive
And that she's still got a teen-ager's thighs!
Now she's got platinum hair
Girl you know it's Cher!
Workin' that Euro-gay house sound 'til it's dry.
Rating: 2 walkers
No one rocks harder than Neil
The geezer with real homie feel
His voice is crappy
But it makes me happy
With its horrifying pig sex squeal
This album kinda sucks, actually
But in the way only Neil can, factually:
It's good when it's bad
And it's glad when it's sad
In a weird way that makes you react truly.
(Sorry, won't be out until May, ha ha)
Rating: 3 walkers
This haggard old redneck named Merle
Gots a voice a might purtier 'n pearl
He's gone back to his roots
In his old cowboy boots
With Hank, Lefty, and the ol' Carter Girls
Rating: 5 walkers
There once was an old Rolling Stone
Who found himself rolling alone
With a Geritol sound
That was quite profound
For a record cut in nursing homes
Though he gets a bit New Age at times
You can tell that his heart's in the rhymes
Some geezer's refuse
To give up the muse
"Too Far Gone," but still turning his lines ... sort of.
Rating: 3 walkers
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