Undry Hours
Expect no more than
What's been seen before
Hung with fear on your undry hours
Clothing to tear is torn
So we know now
What we saw then
Were the ticks under the table
Full-fledged flippers flap together
For the differently abled
Backstage access to the abcess
Will be passed out after recess
Double toil on the boil
With some degree of success
The kind find bygones
Just had a twirl and left
Shuffled right through your undry hours
Somethings are for the best
(chorus)
Don't await the open arms
Or the hands of upper crust
Shake the rust off your undry hours
Sink trust, bet on a bust
(chorus)
Damn the pilot fall behind
A solid wall of fire
Burned alive again, scorched undry hours
To figure who's the better flyer
(chorus)
Adam Lamers: bass
Eric J. Nelson: mandolin, keys, drums, percussion, vox