In any event, this song is about Timmy and Bobby bein' bummed and discouraged cuz of wantin' to help me out, but those pesky health issues getting in the way of everything. Its the song of things sucking. It's a song that might suck about things sucking, so in a sense, it's self-similar. It's a self-similar sucky song about things sucking.
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Here're the lyrics:
She thought
that a Ph.D. would get her lots of things
It would
open up the door to all her wildest dreams
It didn’t
work
Now her
health is failing and she don’t know what to do
And her mind
is flailing and she does not have a clue
It didn’t
work
Oh, shucks,
the lemon, it is a car; oh, fuck, she thought that it would go far
On the road
with a curve, she fell off a cliff
Bitter
fruit, life will serve, she don’t have a lift
Timmy and
Bobby, they want to do, something that’ll make a cake from the fruit
Something
that’ll make her life live the dream, a dozen rattle-shakes burn strife and it’s
clean
Timmy and
Bobby, they had her back
But she
couldn’t see them cuz her mind was black
Timmy and
Bobby, they don’t know what to do
And they
started sobbing, her life has turned to poop
It didn’t
work
We’ll be
dead soon, fly to the moon, then we won’t worry ‘bout things that are doom
Fly with a
car, up to the stars, it’s not far, we’ll see Mars, Heaven is ours
Easy as pie,
in the sky, we will die; Heaven is nigh, it’s no lie, Fred says, “Hi.”
We’ll sing a
tune, we’ll be there soon, now there is room for a Heavenly moon
Timmy and
Bobby had a nice thing to say
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