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here is one of my songs:
pooo!
pooo!
old
men hit the walls,
They thought
they had it all!
One new paper
a day,
Yelled the
PTA!
Their dreams
went out the door,
Cause they
had chores.
All for one
man,
Named Speckle
Dan
They were
going to be actors!
They were
going to clean cars!
They thought
they could drive,
All the way
to mars!
They never
listened
Until the
discipline!
They look
at their average life
And since
then
They’ve
been
REAL QUITE!
Their names
are,
TRACY
Mcllama,
Johnny, cut
the drama!
And bobby,
Laticercine
He lives
in a limousine!
And we’re
not sure,
What his
is,
I guess it
could be fredosen!
Cause they
got,
Real weird
mail,
Old men
Old men
Old men tales
Wha-wha-what?
They were
in some classics,
They ate
all the limes.
People got
mad,
Cause they
forgot their lines!
So one night
the casts,
All grabbed
their bats.
Getting ready
to swing,
And maybe
kill some rats.
The old men
wore man skirts,
Made of snakeskin.
People died
cause they were so thin.
When did
those guys?
Use their
bats?
Whatever
happened to?
Straight
on,
Deadly,
Bloody deaths?
They killed,
Tracy,
Mcllama,
Beat down
Johnny’s mama.
And forget,
Latsuctrine,
He was locked
in his limousine!
And they
left,
Fredoson,
Alone cause
he scared them.
So they’re
all dead!
And they
grew,
They grew,
They grew
tails!
*Guitar solo
and drummers big moment*
He never,
Ever stopped
Then he became
a singer,
Of classic
rock!
And then
he,
Became an
actor.
When will
he,
Stop
Stop
Stop!
*clock
sounds*
Where is?
Tracy
Mcllama
Johnny has
cut his drama.
And bobby,
Put down
the axe
You’re
in heaven so relax.
Uh oh, it’s
fredoson.
Lets leave
before he re-kills them.
And they
burnt their old mail,
Old men tales!
This is,
The end.
So go home
get to bed
And maybe,
You’ll
have a,
Good dream
about yo mama.
Meet two
kids,
Go to high
school
And tell
them that you drool.
Whatabout
those old men?
Oh well,
Oh well,
Lets forget
them.
1985 was
the tune of that song
it's an okay
song i'd say. tell me whatcha think in my gb.
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