Lazy Boys Club
John Hussaarts
3p6 slowly floats
On a summers day
Burning up the sun
Hiding in the shade
Watch the boats... he canoes
And all the pedaloes
Jumping in the cold mountain water
Until your brains get frozen
The language of the river
Echoes in the length
Freddy shouts to use your legs
Don't rely too much on your strength
See me... i'm the captain
The master of the flow
A brain full... of alcohol
Blow the horn and see 'em go
Nobody knows who i am
Pretend to be all that
Did i serve the marines
Under that white naval hat