08-27-2010, 02:18 AM
I wandered lonely as a cloud
Till I came upon this dirty street.
I've never seen a stranger crowd;
Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet.
Continually pacing
With nonchalant embracing
Each orifice disgracing
And one facing me moves to say "Hellay."
His skin's all covered in slimy lumps
With lips that slide across each chin.
His twisted limbs like rubber stumps
Are waved in welcome, say "Please join in."
My grip must be flipping
Cos his handshake keeps slipping.
My hopes keep on dipping
And his lips keep on smiling all the time.
...
You're in the colony of Slipper Men.
There's no who why what or when.
You get out if you've got the gripe
To see Doktor Dyper, reformed sniper,
he'll whip off your windscreen wiper.
Till I came upon this dirty street.
I've never seen a stranger crowd;
Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet.
Continually pacing
With nonchalant embracing
Each orifice disgracing
And one facing me moves to say "Hellay."
His skin's all covered in slimy lumps
With lips that slide across each chin.
His twisted limbs like rubber stumps
Are waved in welcome, say "Please join in."
My grip must be flipping
Cos his handshake keeps slipping.
My hopes keep on dipping
And his lips keep on smiling all the time.
...
You're in the colony of Slipper Men.
There's no who why what or when.
You get out if you've got the gripe
To see Doktor Dyper, reformed sniper,
he'll whip off your windscreen wiper.