Whatever the Truth Might Be, For That One Minute
slated to be recalled through history as the only way...
no, can't get at history without proper caller i.d...hello, hello...
what's that? it's not about the oil...sounds great...oil who?...
hold on now, the kid is grabbing me by my vitals...kid! don't be
so blatant...we've been downsizing raw emotion...what...Halliburton
gets the oil rights...don't matter who runs the show post
Sadaam...hold on...i'm on the phone,kid,don't be yacking Halliburton
at me,I got a historian on the phone...i think it's a historian..are
you a historian...i got a kid biting my left ankle...The vice
president of Halliburton, Cheney who...Dick what...slated to be
recalled off the lot through history as the only other
way...no,operator,history is on the other end of this connection...it
said it was history.it could have been lying...oh, hold on a
minute,the kid is dying of hunger,hey kid, kiss my dog and tell him
i'll be home before supper...the kid isn't old enough to understand
history,right, history? how old are you, history? you look kind of
ragged and done in.You must be sixty seven,right...nah, the kid just
doen't get it...we need that oil...oil who...i've seen all her
movies...a stunning find...Al Queda,Al Downing,Al Freeman,Al
Pacino,Al Davis...they all got the angle...Al Lewis...Al Ruscio...
Al Quedesa...Sure,i got the kid right here,he's a ward of the passing
truth train...go on,talk to history,kid,history wants to know how you
bleed...the kid says he can't find the words,history...the kid is
going off now, the last boat,and none too sturdy...wave now, wave to
the kid...oh,hold on,i think the kid just went over...ah well,gimme
something to carry me through now,baby..gimme some electric soft
shoe...slated to choose lots...slated to yeah...well,we all got
slates coming up soon...and the sound of that chalk when it
happens...yeah...it's not about the oil, it's not about the oil, it's
not about the oil...tap your toes three times,face West,or was it
East...tap them toes baby...three times...tap em baby...tap them good
now...the scarecrows they ain't had a bite in days...and the
mail,when it comes, sometimes it just doesn't know your name.
---Scott Wannberg |
