Saturday, June 30, 2007

Saturday Rock Blogging: Scenes From a Brookstreet Investors' Meeting

by Tanta on 6/30/2007 12:00:00 PM

Here are the lyrics, pure and unadulterated. Certainly I don't possess the talent to improve on them:

If you didn't care what happened to me,
And I didn't care for you
We would zig zag our way through the boredom and pain
Occasionally glancing up through the rain
Wondering which of the buggers to blame
And watching for pigs on the wing.

You know that I care what happens to you
And I know that you care for me
So I don't feel alone
Of the weight of the stone
Now that I've found somewhere safe
To bury my bone
And any fool knows a dog needs a home
A shelter from pigs on the wing.