That Seedy Table In The Dark Corner Where The Reprobates Gather

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OK, getting back to guitars... I've been playing the road cone orange Ibby for several hours a day, and am getting used to it... The FR trem stays in tune, and I dig it... I finally can do those ridiculous dive bombs...

Since I eliminated the tone control, I was able to move the volume knob to where the tone knob used to be... I played it for a while when I first got it, and was able to deal with the original volume knob location, but I sure like it better like this... So yes, I can play a regular strat, but when the knob is not there, my playing is more relaxed...

OK, back to relentless hillbilly country metal riff creation...
 
:) OK... I may take out some of the cussing... I originally wrote this to be rapped, but now it's becoming hillbilly funk-ti-fied, so I might clean it up a bit...

Frosted Fucking Charms


Frosted fucking charms...
They're magically delicious...

I get hungry... gotta get fed...
Gotta get my ass to the super market...
So I get to the market and I walk down the isle...
But that's when I got lost for a while...

There be 44 kinds of mother fuckin cereal...
That's when I lose my head and my mind began to reel...
I be lookin at the fruit loops, and I'm thinkin to myself...
They put all the fuckin good stuff on the middle shelf...

The count fuckin chocola was laughin at me...
The little fuckin leprechaun was pissin on my knee...
I got Tony fuckin tiger tellin me they're fuckin great...
But I get caught up in a box of mini wheats...

Next thing I know I got Bruce Jenner telling me...
I gotta get my fuckin eaties for my wheaties..
So I started going coocoo for some cocoa fuckin puffs...
I wonder what that kind was with the marshmallow stuff...

Right about that time I get a new inspiration...
I gotta make a better choice for my cereal selection...
So it finally occurred to me the choice to make...
My mind is pretty baked, so I reach on out and take...

Frosted fucking charms...
They're magically delicious...
 
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paulskirocks said:
:) OK... I may take out some of the cussing... I originally wrote this to be rapped, but now it's becoming hillbilly funk-ti-fied, so I might clean it up a bit...

Frosted Fucking Charms


Frosted fucking charms...
They're magically delicious...

I get hungry... gotta get fed...
Gotta get my ass to the super market...
So I get to the market and I walk down the isle...
But that's when I got lost for a while...

There be 44 kinds of mother fuckin cereal...
That's when I lose my head and my mind began to reel...
I be lookin at the fruit loops, and I'm thinkin to myself...
They put all the fuckin good stuff on the middle shelf...

The count fuckin chocola was laughin at me...
The little fuckin leprechaun was pissin on my knee...
I got Tony fuckin tiger tellin me they're fuckin great...
But I get caught up in a box of mini wheats...

Next thing I know I got Bruce Jenner telling me...
I gotta get my fuckin eaties for my wheaties..
So I started going coocoo for some cocoa fuckin puffs...
I wonder what that kind was with the marshmallow stuff...

Right about that time I get a new inspiration...
I gotta make a better choice for my cereal selection...
So it finally occurred to me the choice to make...
My mind is pretty baked, so I reach on out and take...

Frosted fucking charms...
They're magically delicious...
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