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Got me in that bad funk again
Got my soul sunk again, oh no
Gotta get so damn drunk again
Got my soul sunk again, oh no

Those low down, black dog, dirty skunk
Laid a cloud of futile, good lord it stunk
Rolled my soul in a ball and slam dunk
Begone, you dirty skunks!

People ask how it’s going
You gotta say that it’s going, just fine
But those skunk juices flowing
Expelled from their black and white behinds

Those low down, black dog, dirty skunk
Laid a cloud of futile, good lord it stunk
Rolled my soul in a ball and slam dunk
Begone, you dirty skunks!

Drink some water,
Even those paralysed by the meaninglessness of modern life
Gotta drink water from time to time
You thought it was a pretty good line
Ill tell you something,
It wasn’t even mine
Kurt Vonnegut, Palm Sunday, 1981, p109

What’s that coming over the hill?
There’s a herd, or a warren or a pack
I'm unsure of the correct, collective noun
I know there’s a lot of em,
And they’re coming to stay at my house, on my couch

Those low down, black dog, dirty skunk
Laid a cloud of futile, good lord it stunk
Rolled my soul in a ball and slam dunk
Begone, you dirty skunks!

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from Tom McGuire & the Brassholes, released January 18, 2019
Begone, Skunks!
Horn arrangement by Mateusz Sobieski
Solo: Tim

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