Gumbo

There's a mouse starin' out of the window
 His car is trapped in the snow
 He's planning a family vacation
 But he just can't go
 Around the next corner's a red bird
 His feathers are trapped in a sling
 Trashed by some gunslinging parrot
 Who's jealous he ain't got no grin
 There ain't no time to stash the gumbo
 Or rattle around in a cage
 The sacrificed child's made bubbles
 And spittle is everywhere enraged
 In the hot sand I ran on my feet
 They're blistered and caked with debris
 Chez rolez is guarding the tote board
 While Angry piddles with glee
 There's a fool writing notes out on sandpaper
 He's sending them off to himself
 He sends them a couple days later
 Put them along his top shelf
 If you get tired of shavings
 And carve up a good hunk of wood
 Remembering to check on the sausage
 He's got cooking somewhere look good
 There ain't no time to stash the gumbo
 Or rattle around in a cage
 The sacrificed child's made bubbles
 And spittle is everywhere enraged
 In the hot sand I ran on my feet
 They're blistered and caked with debris
 Chez rolez is guarding the tote board
 While Angry piddles with glee
 There ain't no time to stash the gumbo
 Or rattle around in a cage
 The sacrificed child's made bubbles
 And spittle is everywhere enraged
 In the hot sand I ran on my feet
 They're blistered and caked with debris
 Chez rolez is guarding the tote board
 While Angry piddles with glee
 There ain't no time to stash the gumbo
 Or rattle around in a cage
 The sacrificed child's made bubbles
 And spittle is everywhere enraged
 In the hot sand I ran on my feet
 They're blistered and caked with debris
 Chez rolez is guarding the tote board
 While Angry piddles with glee