Croc Song (Live at 924 Gilman)

A grain of salt

My tongue in cheek

My mouth is dry

A dried up creek

I try to spit

But I despair

The ice plant dried

My mouth a bare

My lougie lands

Right on my sock

I wish I had not

Worn my crocs

My lougie lacks

A luster pack

Spit spew land mine

Fine dime rewind

Filled with facts

And stewed reacts

Now a delayed fat

Big rat splat

Spit fleck buffer

Zit face fluster

Its puss butter

A love letter

I'm on my way

On the gravy train

Gingerbread chauffeur in frame

Gumdrop roofer

Fix my stupor

With some brain worms

Tapeworm law firm

Tapeworm law firm In the solar plexus

Trust fun rednecks Counting up specs

Rolly pollys serve arraignments

One more measure For your pleasure