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Dream Life Of Rand McNally
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Who is he, Mr. Rand Mcnally?

I had I dream that mystery was me. Now who else could I be?



I dreamed I went to England and met the spice girls there for

tea

They lost one more they're down from four to my favorite number

three

But they're still quite spicy as the orange flavor

And oh so nice to do me the favor and lick my icing under the

table now

But I gotta leave town mr. Nally, just as scary spice was about

to go down on me

And don't ask how mr. Nally and give up the towel mr. Nally and

run'



I dreamed I went to Singapore got bored and robbed a liquor

store

What for? Nobody knows I only took a couple of Marlboros

Oh but that was all they needed and the criminal was soon

defeated

And now in jail I'm waiting for my punishment of caining

So I gotta think fast mr nally watch your ass, wake up and laugh

and run



Better Mr run, mr rand, mr mac, mr nally

Mr run, mr man, you got the knack for the rally' And run'



I had a chance to visit the north pole but it was way too cold

to smoke

Oh my nose was freezing I should could use some coughing and

wheezing

So I tried it anyway and the place went up in flames

How was I suppose to know you could catch fire to the snow

Oh lord way to go mr nally, way to go, now you're melting the

poles mr nally so run.



I jumped ship in NYC and headed south to Washington DC

Didn't think I'd go there but played some shows there fancy

lucky me

But it is really slow there with our new president on TV

Too many politicians and liberal Christians they're all set out

for me

Singing cast your vote mr nally, castrate your vote, no you

don't, just run'



I thumbed a ride across the prairie, I got hitched in Vegas,

yep, I got married

To a lady who loved me she thought it's be funny to gamble all

my money

And I got stranded without my clothes, a little bit of fear and

loathing heart attack

I got chased by the rat pack once in a flashback. Singing viva

Las Vegas'



I settled down in san diego and smoked a joint with java joe

And with a grin he took me in spilling coffee on his chin

And I played my show there and I met my bro's there

And with my throw pillow they kindly let me make my bed there

There's one more thing before I go there's never been any place

like this home










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