Lonesome Bulldog - From "Piouhgd"

Get along lonesome bulldog it's turning to spring
 Get along lonesome bulldog it's that time again
 Though it's raining, stop complaining
 There's a long road to bear
 Get along lonesome bulldog
 Get along over there
 Get along lonesome bulldog in spring
 (spoken)Well, Mohatma Ghandi was a little spindly-bottomed
 raggedy-headed boy that grew
 up In a Western-Kentucky village called Johnstonville, in Harrison
 county, and there he grew
 up. His mother was a white woman; His father was a rastafarian who
 refused to buy the family
 Seafood on their outings. And there he developed a taste for
 convertables, blonde-headed
 women, And he had a big old long Indian dick... So get along little
 Mohatma Ghandi, get along
 in the Spring. Well, pretty soon little Mohatma Ghandi was going three
 hundred miles an hour,
 and I'll Tell you what. He was going three hundred miles an hour because
 his strangely
 turbocharged Penis-head was making him do it that way. Just kidding.
 Mohatma Ghandi had a
 tremendous Career in high school, in college, and in law school, and in
 the House of
 Representatives.There he Found himself as a presidential candidate. He
 met up with Mary-Jo
 Kopechne and across the Chappaquadick bridge they did ride. So get along
 little Mohatma
 Ghandi, get along in the Spring.