Gatos Flacos
Su nombre es gatos flacos, y viene de en la ciudad de Christo
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
El rapea muy bien y canta karaoke muy bueno
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
Grandma Sally's Christown townhouse
Drunk as a skunk and quiet as a mouse now
Late 70's it was still newish
These days it's gay and it used to be Jewish
And I come home on the Zony Subway
Shoveling all this crap, we're gonna find a pony someday
Tempe back to Phoenix, with a pack of empty kleenex
And a ragweed nose bleed. Where do I pee next?
Walmart, Walgreen's and a Payless, too
When they change the country name to ASU?
Hit the tarmac running blind into the sunshine
Grandma lives the last stop and the end the line
Down by the Christown Casino
Where they speculate on bowling games in Zony tuxedos
Shades, shirts, shorts, shoes, shocks, undies
Wall to wall carpeting and a buffet on Sundays
And one Zony No-Smokin' sign
Handgun only with a circle and red line
Some Christown trivia to see who buys
The answer was Gary, with the 12 DUIs
And all I could cop to was a couple of Peabody's
So away moved the Long Island Iced Tea Party
Then I remembered my Personal Bankrupcy!
They all moved back and we drankupsy
Su nombre es gatos flacos, y viene de en la ciudad de Christo
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
El rapea muy bien y canta karaoke muy bueno
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
Well, that was a line off my forthcoming third album!
Another back alley Grandma Sally amalgam
On number two I asked you a direct musical question
Why they always singing over my samples again?
I've took the skin off my chicken since they took my chicken skin
And it was pink and it was perfect and I dumped it in the dustbin
Makin' rapola since the 19 Hunnerds
Hurdy Gurdy, word the bird, bird the word
And ever since then I been... languished in obscurity
I guess all these years I've just lacked immaturity
Then we got ill, son, with the big brothers Wilson
They look like Hanson and I'm dreaming of Branson
Su nombre es gatos flacos, y viene de en la ciudad de Christo
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
El rapea muy bien y canta karaoke muy bueno
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
Then he makes it fast with one more thing
Doggone ya, Don Gonyea... It's time to Lakshmi Singh!
Al Stewart in my dad's Allen Stewart and the very best of Bread
Was the boy with the tambourine on his head
What button do I push? I'm just lookin' for Tush
And there's a kind of hush along the Hindu Kush
We just made a baby and I'm off for a slash
I fought the Clash and they kicked my ass
Karaoke box your socks off, Clancy lowers the boom
And then it's Jim Dandy to the restroom!
With Al Pachinko and the Sapporos in this rain gray town
God only knows why I ever bought Pet Sounds
Slung 52 girls, like Ricki, Peg and Josie
Every song is like Sunday when you're singing Morrossey
With the whites in nice satin on a Tuesday afternoon
Why does everything rhyme with them "you-knew-whos"?
I took the beating of my life in that room
In real time and Neil Diamond, it was done too soon
Well... strut and swagger, stutter and stagger...
She says I look just like an old Mick Jagger
Paul will bury 'em all and this one's a goner
She passed out so I performed CCR on her
It's more than likely Gordon Lightfoot 'fore long
Sung it in a Rhonda song, can't be wrong!
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
El rapea muy bien y canta karaoke muy bueno
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
Grandma Sally's Christown townhouse
Drunk as a skunk and quiet as a mouse now
Late 70's it was still newish
These days it's gay and it used to be Jewish
And I come home on the Zony Subway
Shoveling all this crap, we're gonna find a pony someday
Tempe back to Phoenix, with a pack of empty kleenex
And a ragweed nose bleed. Where do I pee next?
Walmart, Walgreen's and a Payless, too
When they change the country name to ASU?
Hit the tarmac running blind into the sunshine
Grandma lives the last stop and the end the line
Down by the Christown Casino
Where they speculate on bowling games in Zony tuxedos
Shades, shirts, shorts, shoes, shocks, undies
Wall to wall carpeting and a buffet on Sundays
And one Zony No-Smokin' sign
Handgun only with a circle and red line
Some Christown trivia to see who buys
The answer was Gary, with the 12 DUIs
And all I could cop to was a couple of Peabody's
So away moved the Long Island Iced Tea Party
Then I remembered my Personal Bankrupcy!
They all moved back and we drankupsy
Su nombre es gatos flacos, y viene de en la ciudad de Christo
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
El rapea muy bien y canta karaoke muy bueno
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
Well, that was a line off my forthcoming third album!
Another back alley Grandma Sally amalgam
On number two I asked you a direct musical question
Why they always singing over my samples again?
I've took the skin off my chicken since they took my chicken skin
And it was pink and it was perfect and I dumped it in the dustbin
Makin' rapola since the 19 Hunnerds
Hurdy Gurdy, word the bird, bird the word
And ever since then I been... languished in obscurity
I guess all these years I've just lacked immaturity
Then we got ill, son, with the big brothers Wilson
They look like Hanson and I'm dreaming of Branson
Su nombre es gatos flacos, y viene de en la ciudad de Christo
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
El rapea muy bien y canta karaoke muy bueno
Viva Señor Gatos Flacos!
Then he makes it fast with one more thing
Doggone ya, Don Gonyea... It's time to Lakshmi Singh!
Al Stewart in my dad's Allen Stewart and the very best of Bread
Was the boy with the tambourine on his head
What button do I push? I'm just lookin' for Tush
And there's a kind of hush along the Hindu Kush
We just made a baby and I'm off for a slash
I fought the Clash and they kicked my ass
Karaoke box your socks off, Clancy lowers the boom
And then it's Jim Dandy to the restroom!
With Al Pachinko and the Sapporos in this rain gray town
God only knows why I ever bought Pet Sounds
Slung 52 girls, like Ricki, Peg and Josie
Every song is like Sunday when you're singing Morrossey
With the whites in nice satin on a Tuesday afternoon
Why does everything rhyme with them "you-knew-whos"?
I took the beating of my life in that room
In real time and Neil Diamond, it was done too soon
Well... strut and swagger, stutter and stagger...
She says I look just like an old Mick Jagger
Paul will bury 'em all and this one's a goner
She passed out so I performed CCR on her
It's more than likely Gordon Lightfoot 'fore long
Sung it in a Rhonda song, can't be wrong!
Credits
Writer(s): Grandma Sally
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