Well, I'm gonna fight a war
I'm gonna spend your dollars
I know kids dyin' is a bummer
But keep a drivin' that hummer
Well, time I called up Condi
Try to get a date
Pickles says, "No dice George
You ball scratchin' ape!"
Sometimes I wonder
What I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For not havin' a clue
Oh, well my Mom done once told me, son
You've gotta make some money
If you want to use blow and
Avoid servin' every other Sunday
Well I didn't go to work
Told Karl Rove I was sick, he said
"Well you can ride your bike
as you never work a lick"
Sometimes I wonder
What I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For not havin' a clue
Well it's been a few weeks
Time to go on vacation
I'm gonna appoint this A-hole
To the United Nations
Well I called my father
And he said, "Whoa
I'd like to help you George
But you're such a fuckin' dope"
Sometimes I wonder
What I'm a gonna do
But there ain't no cure
For not havin' a clue
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
"Summertime Clues"
I prefer the Who version to the original Eddie Cochrane version, but YMMV.
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