BUBBA THE LLAMA SONG
a CrayonLady/LizzardLady production
there was a llama
his name was Bubba
a CrayonLady/LizzardLady production
there was a llama
his name was Bubba
lived in tacoma
oklahoma
he loved to run and
play all day
then crazy Okies came and took him far away
they took him far away
to Minnesota and then he lived in
St. Paul
inthe big city
alone a llama
Bubba very nearly got got run over
so he ran far away
to Manitoba
you know that is in
my lovely Canada
or should we say
rather Canodda
or Canayda
but who cares, back to the stupid song 'bout Bubba
he loved to run and
play all day
then crazy Okies came and took him far away
they took him far away
to Minnesota and then he lived in
St. Paul
inthe big city
alone a llama
Bubba very nearly got got run over
so he ran far away
to Manitoba
you know that is in
my lovely Canada
or should we say
rather Canodda
or Canayda
but who cares, back to the stupid song 'bout Bubba
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So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
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