My soul is as empty as a wishing well
I think my ankles are starting to swell
I look out the window and there’s a cow crapping on my lawn
By the time I get my gun it’s gone
Now I’m hungry for a triple cheese whopper and a bucket of fries
As I drive through the drive-through, out of the dumpster out back, I hear cries.
I try to place my order but the person in the dumpster is yelling too loud
So I take off for the fish place with the pirate on the roof wearing a black shroud
Suddenly I see
The dumpster person is running after me
Oh my God–it’s the former high school football star Bill Evan
He’s been down on his luck ever since ’77
I stop and let him almost catch up with me
Then I slam it in gear and drive away despite his plea
He was a bully in high school & I’ll never forget
Now, I can leave him to starve by the roadside with no regret