A Somewhat New Medium — текст песни (MC Paul Barman)

eehh...Good morning...I mean good evening
Ladies & Gentlemen, I wanna tell you about
an experience I had this morning at San Francisco:

You know, I`m staying at the hotel downtown and eh
I had two hours, two hours, `til I was rendez-vouing with my, eh
my beautiful girlfriend`s beautiful girlfriend
So I took a little walk outside the hotel, I walked up a street
With a name that`s pretty familar to a lot of people, but not to me
But it had an old name and there was a marquee
It kinda looked like a movie marquee
Or maybe the the type of thing posted outside of a motel
or maybe even casino

But it wasn`t any of those things
It was some kind of sign that belonged to an old gas station tire shop
And it was closed `cause it was a Sunday
And it said: Americans are slow to hostility - Winston Churchill
And I thought ISN`T THAT something
A big marquee with the Winston Churchill quote in the middle of San Francisco

And then I went to Walgreens to find my TOM`S OF MAINE ginger-mint
FLUORIDE-FULL toothpaste, but all they had was FLUORIDE-FREE
And there was a women, at the counter, with a parrot, on her shoulder
And she said: Yeah yeah, my parrot is 44 years old...
And the people behind the counter at Walgreen`s
and next to the register, chatted her up and they said:
Ohh, we really like the way the red feathers are so deeply red!
And I was like Man, 44. NOW that`s old for a parrot! Kinda old for a person!
And the lady said, Yeah, these types of parrots live to be into their 60`s.
And I was like Good for you, when I noticed a streaaam of parrot shit
crawling down the back of the owner`s t-shirt
And I thought to myself: Either no one noticed the parrot shit on her back
or more likely, she doesn`t mind parrot shit on her back...
And I was like: Lady don`t brush against me !
In fact, go home, don`t buy anything at Walgreen`s
Change your shirt, POTTY train your parrot, or don`t go IN public!

And then I remember how Americans are slow to hostility
and I thought: Well maybe in a crazy town like this
you pay for the happy-Winston-Churchill-quote with the nasty parrot shit.

pfff