Monday, March 19, 2012

Ode to Pancho Ramos [as transcribed by Ray Pinchot]

No place to live
No place to work
I can't help feeling like a shiftless jerk
So I'm stealing from Santa Claus
Santa Claus, Santa Claus
I'm stealing from Santa Claus

Bank account's empty
Credit is shot
Don't even own all the junk that I got
But I'm stealing from Santa Claus
Santa Claus, Santa Claus
Stealing from Santa Claus

I know it's my fault
I know I fucked up
Just drop some coins in my novelty cup
Cuz I'm stealing from Santa Claus
Santa Claus, Santa Claus
Stealing from Santa Claus

I got a friend
Pancho's his name
Had no idea he's playing this game
Stealing from Santa Claus
Santa Claus, Santa Claus
Stealing from Santa Claus

We maque all the villains
While Pancho, that turk
studied supraneous neural networks
We're all stealing from Santa Claus
Santa Claus, Santa Claus
Stealing from Santa Claus

Santa Claus, shame!
What have you done?

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