In the forest there is a down tree
Its crossing the road ahead
I drag out my chainsaw
I try to start it up but I cant
Now I got it going, I start to cut the tree
The moisture from its bark lands on my face
I cut half way down I almost got it then I realize
I don’t have a chainsaw, and I’m not in the forest
All I have is a razor, and I’m sitting in the tub