(Author’s note: To be sung to that classic ‘Achy Breaky
Don’t shave my mullet, my lovely flowin’ mullet,
Just watch it swayin’ in the breeze,
And if you shave my mullet, my lovely flowin’ mullet,
I’ll fall down cryin’ on my knees.
You can stand and bellow that I’m not a modern fellow,
That my hair is shorter at the side,
But lookin’ at my mane that’s givin’ me my fame,
There’s no need to make it go and hide.
Now you can trash my trailer, yell it from a loud hailer,
Laugh and joke at my retro look,
But Billy Ray perfected it, why are you rejectin’ it?
I’m proud of it and will not be a sook.
Just Write A Spoof
(Author’s note: To be sung to ‘Baby’ James Taylor’s
song ‘Up On The Roof’. Apologies to writers Gerry
Goffin & Carole King)
When this old world starts making me frown
And people are just too close and in my face
I take up my pen and write a few lines
And all my cares just drift right in to space
Write a spoof as scathing as can be
And only someone suing can bother me
Let me tell you how
Find a poor polie who is tired and beat
Or a new star who is so fresh and sweet
Try to pick out their obvious traits
Then extend the truth and turn up the heat