i’m a top jammer i come from the sea
i’m a tough booger ‘cause i can climb a tree
i’m a big mama ‘cause my father’s a trash man
and i’m gonna help the country all that i can
on a mission to defuse a bomb
entered the building, and all was clam
heard a tickin’, distant but clear
it blew me to pieces from my foot to my ear
on a case lookin’ for toast
i was lookin’ from coast-to-coast
we big mamas got to eat
‘could you spare some white or wheat
There is no use there is no use at all in smell, in taste, in teeth, in toast, in anything, there is no use at all and the respect is mutual. (Gertrude Stein)