Josie (1988)

Josie sold shoes by the sea shore, not shells
And they kicked his ass, they kicked his ass
They told him to bury his head in the sand
That's where he lives today, with his head in the sand

There's a moral here
Josie kept rats in his flat not cats
And they bit his toe, and they bit his toe
They gave him TB and they made him eat stew
That's what he does today, he's eating stew today
There's a moral here
Josie left home, joined a show on the road
Where he eats live toads, he eats live toads
The taste isn't good but he's hungry as hell
That's what he does today, he's eating toads today


(art by JE Moores from the complete Lippy Lion comic book of my lyrics)

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song video from 8/2023

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