The Gourds

Collections

Collections gettin’ to be a drag

Nickles, dimes and buttons

Get the bottles curbside on Tuesday

Bee sting stickers

Honey outta liquors

Whoa, I can’t fly straight

But I sure gots the mother lode

Meanwhile back at the hive

Do a little dance, talk a little jive

Light a punk blow shit up

Compile consolidate U-Haul up to heaven’s gate

Dead man’s clothes are cheap I wear ‘em

Mustard stains are deep yellow

Think about the one who wore it

Sloppy no doubt what I can’t figure out

Is the Pythagorean Theorem dump this carry that

One is skinny eight is fat

Asshole tell me to do the math

This here the difficult third verse

Jolly Joel drink his cappuccino