In tribute, I had to post this song I wrote on a plane a few years ago......
Words and Music © 2008 – Rabbi Joe
Black - All rights reserved
With a broken IPod and no tunes to play
I was bored and desperate to find a way
To keep from climbing the wall
I saw a magazine that was stuck in the seat
I pulled it out and I started to read
I suddenly knew my life was incomplete
When I opened up the Sky Mall
Sky Mall, Sky Mall – who says you can’t have it all?
So much stuff it’ll make your skin crawlIn the pages of the sky mall
I saw a big fake rock where I could hide a key
A genuine ice cream factory
If I bought a Ginsu® knife I’d get three for free
I couldn’t resist the call
So I whipped out my Trusty American Express
I was out of control, I must confess
I engaged in an orgy of self-excess
In the pages of the sky mall
I bought a trouser press that
made a perfect pleat
A pair of space age slippers
that would warm my feetA life time supply of doggy treats
And a genuine pashamina shawl
An inflatable bed for a weekend guest
A bluetooth wrist watch GPS
A pair of his and her latex sweater vests
From the pages of the Sky Mall
In a few days the packages
started to arrive
FEDEX trucks swarmed like
bees in a hiveI felt like I was truly alive
As I gazed out on my haul
I was buying stuff from dusk till dawn
But soon I began to lose my calm
My wallet was empty – I was overdrawn
I was hooked on the Sky Mall
This was no simple case of buyer’s
remorse
If I didn’t find a way to
change my course Things would only get worse and worse
I was blind and couldn’t see
I needed someone with lot’s of clout
So I gave my congressman a shout
He said:´No problem, son I can help you out”
“Just become a 501c3.”
No comments:
Post a Comment