I've got some random blues
A feeling that I wanna lose
So help me!!
Help me, through this groove

Cause baby its you
Its you that can carry me through
Worried about the rain
Sometimes I'm worried 'bout our glue

But then I see the sun shining
Shining through the rain like your smile
Clearing the skies
And clearing my mind

Cause I'm tired, tired of this random blues

Maybe its me?
Maybe you should just let me be
We can't have that now, can we?

-W

(Ruining Steely Dan concerts since 2013)*

Parrot Dave
you can go
straight
to
hell.

lumbering up
         and
    down
the ******* stairs
47 times -
for christ's sake
SIT DOWN
with your lovely wife
(let's call her linda)
and
enjoy the show.

you may think
i am being overly
harsh
but let me explain:
Parrot Dave
doesn't even have
              the decency
to wear a
proper Hawaiian*
shirt,
the indecent ****!
******* parrots?
why, dave?

they repeat endlessly
too large
                   too bright
                 too primary
  they are clones
                         all facing the same direction
      and you can hear
    the sound
     of the parrot voices
    in an unholy union
"It's a Steely Dan concert, man!"
"Listen to the horns," says the horror of parrots.
Parrot Dave,
you're a real *******...
have some ******* class.