three men walk into a bar
(and) the comedian starts
he breaks the yolk of a laugh
and sees the stiffening start
the crew's not easily pleased
and they're looking at me
and they're looking at me
the prophand lost my cue cards
and i don't know when to laugh
i'm paying no attention
and i don't know when to laugh
no-one to answer my riffs
i hate the more i think
he fights the bachelor war
she reads an idiot board
life on an infinite lease?
i'd rather pull all my teeth
I'd rather pull