I’m having a hippy drippy day A great day to snuggle up inside A drizzling rain and skies are gray. I’ll call some friends to come and play. I’ll cook up some muffins and popcorn And chill off a gallon of cheap jug wine Get out my guitar and my old ukulele This day is going to work out just fine.
Rotten Ray and Pity Patty will come The first to arrive as they always are. Cokehead Bobby will ride with them Because he never has a working car. Dan will bring his Alice B. brownies And whatever squeeze he has today. Eldon Day will come since Dan’s here As usual pretending he is not gay.
The music will start in right away Four or five guitars and bongo drums. There may be more instruments later It depends on if Dial-A-Party comes. While that is not a professional company, It’s what we call it when we all meet One calls another and soon we see Small groups of people on the street.
Especially on rainy days, it turns out We all love this kind of gathering Depending on who is off that day And how big a storm we’re weathering. But joy and music is the rule of the day. We laugh and get ****** and sing, Some drizzily hippy drippy happy fun; A gathering of close friends means everything.