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Guest Poem Du Jour

Sung to the tune of Springsteen's "The Rising"
Can see bills in front of me Can see credit man coming up behind I make my way through this on-sale I can't feel nothing but these debts that bind me Lost track of how much I've spent How much I've charged, how many I've bought On my card's a ton of tickets On my card, over a grand of charges Come on up for the milking Come on up, put your credit on the line Come on up for the milking Come on up, go into debt tonight Signed online this morning Error Messages filled the air Picked up the phone started dialing I got lucky, I'm going, oh yea! Come on up for the milking Come on up, add a show or more Come on up for the milking Come on up, is Bruce a whore? oy,oy, oy,oy,oy,oy, oy,oy,oy There's shows before and after me Shows in July, now on August nights May your bootlegs sustain me Bruce, as I try for tickets, all day and night oy,oy,oy,oy,oy,oy,oy,oy,oy I see you Mary in section 323 In the stadium up so freakin high There's a band playin way down below Music fillin up the summer night May you be able to see them May you hear the sound way up high A dream of a show comes to you Like a video you watched, the other night Summer of Bruce and tailgates (a dream of mine) Summer of fun, summer not to forget (a dream of mine) Summer of music and friendship (a dream of mine) Summer of laughs, summer of debt (a dream of mine) Summer of shows and bootlegs (a dream of mine) His burnin' music fills our souls alright Shows of passion and companionship (a dream of mine) Shows with Bruce, fill up my life Come on up for the milking Come on up, add a show or more Come on up for the milking Come on up, is Bruce a whore? oy,oy, oy,oy,oy,oy, oy,oy,oy by Amy K.

Via a Springsteen Boot trading list on yahoo.groups.

posted by majikwah @ 3/08/2003 11:22:00 AM