David Fink...
My name is Finky. |
our soon to be Federal Railroad Administrator, gives me the Big Railroad Blues.
Whatever. Here on the North Side I'm more worried about the potential for a Christian Steelers rebellion.
Chiefs (-2.5) at Steelers on Christmas Day. Praise the NFL. |
The ongoing port-a-torchings must cease and desist. |
Merry Christmas. |
Fink’s A Fuckin’ Railroad Whore
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The Donald has some really dumb hair
A Stormy Daniels Lake Tahoe affair
A tiny mushroom ain’t well-endowed
MAGA Republicans and the boys are proud
Fat clown, a Quarter Pound
McDonald’s blunder, the Big Mac’s in town
Spreading hate, up in Trump Tower
He ain’t BeBest, more of a coward… David
Fink’s a fuckin’ railroad whore
Fink’s a fuckin’ railroad whore
Fink’s a fuckin’ railroad whore
And David’s unkind…
His asshole left an Orange Prolapse stain
He would discover his shit ain’t pretend
He would discover he ain’t no rock star
And ate some fast food junk made of pink slime and lard
Job to blow, get up and go
The seventh wonder and a deadly shit show
Fucked up! No booze
And from Trump Tower he’s still lookin’ for cooz and David
Fink’s a fuckin’ railroad whore
Fink’s a fuckin’ railroad whore
Fink’s a fuckin’ railroad whore
And David’s unkind…
Trump’s full of rage, in a steel cage
But he will never learn ‘bout acting his age
Forty-five ain’t fit, fat ass full of turds
So god damn tragic only Elon affords and David
Fink’s a fuckin’ railroad whore
Fink’s a fuckin’ railroad whore
Fink’s a fuckin’ railroad whore
And David’s unkind…
Stinkin' Up The Great Outdoors
Spinal Tap
Late afternoon in the open air
A human sea made out of mud and hair
Ain't nothing like a festival crowd
There's too many people so we play too loud
Touch down, plane's on the ground
Look for the drummer, he's nowhere around
Running late, at least an hour
No time to rest, no time to shower now we're
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
But the kids don't mind
We had a drink going up in the plane
We had another coming down again
We had another in the airport bar
And then some home-brewed stuff in the promoter's car
Here we go, on with the show
We're bubblin' under and we're ready to flow
Wound up! Turned loose
Ain't got the power but we sure got the juice and now we're
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
But the kids don't mind...
We hit the stage, with rock and rage
And do our best to earn the maximum wage
The lights are bullshit, the sound's for the birds
Don't know the music and we don't know the words but still we're
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
Stinkin' up the great outdoors
And the kids don't mind...
Believe it or not, Spinal Tap actually "tapped" the Burgh back in the summer of 1992. I.C. Light Amphitheater at Station Square was the venue for their "Break Like The Wind" tour. I was not in attendance. At the time, I was gearing up for summer tour with the Grateful Dead.
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