YOUR MOTHER'S TATTOO
 
    I've got a ticket to Your Mother's Tattoo.
I've got a ticket. Do you? I saw that band.
That band sucked. I saw the movie. It was
nothing like the book.
    I made a wish. I made it to Dog Dish.
They had come to town and I had heard that
they were good. I saw that band. That band
sucked. The drummer had one arm. His cousin
cut it off.
    Electric Chair was in the mood to do the
duty on the groove. I was carded at the door.
I snuck in the fire exit. I saw that band.
That band sucked. That band had one good song.
And it was tuning up their stuff.
    I was caller number twenty-three. Now I
know what they mean by radio free. I arrived
on the guest list to see that new band Liquid
Cash. I saw that band. That band sucked. They
are just a logo. Draw it on your butt.
    I've got a ticket. I've got a ticket.
I've got a ticket. I've got a ticket. I've got
a ticket to Your Mother's Tattoo. I've got a
ticket. Do you?