It's two sticks and some round things. Tappy tap tap --- boom boom. I need to retire. I suppose I could retire. Still, it's fun to roll with a gig once in a while.
Anybody have a beer? I'm thirsty. The king needs a fargin' beer! Vodka? Some of those painkillers. And a slab of meat to stuff in my gut. Somethin' to lay a good turd! Like I said, or somebody said, 'It's better to burn out than fade away.'
What I like doing these days is repeating myself over and over and over again. It's simple. It pays well. More importantly, I can sit back and sorta doze off.
We do need inspiration. Lady GaGa. She's cool. She's pretty hot too. Lady Gaga. Shake that boodie!
I like doing benefit concerts these days. I got more drum sets than you can shake a stick at!
Back in the day I had a snare and a cow bell - that was it! Those were the days when rock was rock - freaking rock!
Word! Quit downloading my shnizzle off the web!
I need a fleet of drummers. Not that I'm not already set - Setter! I don't need fans. I need investors.
Buy Peart stickers!!!
Besides, I kinda look like Tom Hanks! I'm thinking I could double as Tom Hanks or Tom Hanks could double as me!
One thing about rock is the dope. There's no age too old when gettin' doped isn't cool. Like I said, you don't need drumsticks to rock. Rock is a state of mind, and the gateway to that state is dope. I for heaven's sakes don't need drumsticks; I need a stick of reefer.
I'm done.
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Get real. Go Neil!
2 comments:
That would suck. Glad Neil never said all that! :-)
Rock on!
I just rewrote this entry as it was very wordy... and long... which was what I sorta meant to do... but realized I couldn't even reread it at all...
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