Reginald Pasty

I’m alright.
I’m not livin’ in Starbucks.
Future’s bright,
I’m not ridin’ my luck.
It’s just: I remember better times,
Before geography and technology were our enemies.
A journey on a plane,
A trip to Bumblefuck, Maine.
Slow down, Reginald Pasty,
You almost glassed me,
Your drink flew right passed me,
Bad news, Reginald Pasty,
Your rhinoplasty
Left you lookin’ nasty!
There’s a stone cold feeling inside me,
And there’s a stone cold look in your eye,
If I can’t find someone to help me,
I think I might die.
And even though it’s over four thousand miles away,
Not the kind of trip you can make in a day,
But no hurdle is too great that we can’t overcome it.
Whatever you ask of me, well I’ve already done it,
I’ve lost and I’ve won it.
Slow down, Reginald Pasty,
You almost glassed me,
Your drink flew right passed me,
Bad news, Reginald Pasty,
Your rhinoplasty
Left you lookin’ nasty!
Ringo, Ringo, Ringo!
Don’t you know where we go?
We go, go.
Ringo, go.
Don’t you know when you hope for nothing,
Nothing goes your way,
But then a few stolen moments,
Are worth a full day.
Reginald Pasty:
You beat your wife, you shit!
You beat your wife you shit!
And I shave my head to music,
And you shave your legs to music.
Slow down, Reginald Pasty,
You almost glassed me,
Your drink flew right passed me,
Bad news, Reginald Pasty,
Your rhinoplasty
Left you lookin’ nasty!