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* '''Parody of''' of "{{l/wp|Traces (song)|Traces}}" by Classics IV | * '''Parody of''' of "{{l/wp|Traces (song)|Traces}}" by Classics IV | ||
* '''Parody written''' circa 1988 | * '''Parody written''' circa 1988 | ||
==Lyrics== | |||
Plastic silverware<br> | Plastic silverware<br> | ||
Taken from the cafeteria<br> | Taken from the cafeteria<br> | ||
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:Traces of hope... In the night... That my friends will ignore | :Traces of hope... In the night... That my friends will ignore | ||
:These... traces of lunch... on my floor. | :These... traces of lunch... on my floor. | ||
===additional bits=== | |||
<poem> | |||
Folded BLTs | |||
Traces of soap | |||
In the night | |||
As I tried to remove | |||
These traces of lunch | |||
From my life | |||
</poem> | |||
Latest revision as of 00:22, 26 April 2022
- Parody of of "Traces" by Classics IV
- Parody written circa 1988
Lyrics
Plastic silverware
Taken from the cafeteria
A sandwich made with care
Covered now with grey bacteria
Traces of lunch -- long ago -- that didn't work out right
Traces of lunch...
Splattered globs of cheese
Covering the walls and ceiling
Bacon bits and grease
Once afire, but now congealing
Chorus:
- Traces of lunch... long ago... that didn't work out right
- Traces of lunch... on my counter-top tonight.
BRIDGE:
- I close my eyes
- And say a prayer
- That under my sink I'll find
- A kitchen cleaner still there
- Somewhere...
Shriveled tangerines
Dripping something like molasses
Faded salad greens
Turned to brownish liquid masses
Chorus 2:
- Traces of hope... In the night... That my friends will ignore
- These... traces of lunch... on my floor.
additional bits
Folded BLTs
Traces of soap
In the night
As I tried to remove
These traces of lunch
From my life