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randy prozac - a popsicles first tending lyrics

the morning was warm and everything was brightly colorful and perfect
johnny could hear the sound of a neighbor mowing their lawn and birds were chirping
a wonderful summer day except for the sounds of some mice caught in a glue trap
they were busy tearing their own skins off trying to escape
their agonized squeaking sounded like someone whistling a happy melody
johnny whistled along to the tune of the mice’s screams with a smile on his face
this morning hе was feeling quite cheerful, he had just started working as a papеr boy today
he began packing his little red wagon full of newspapers
and walking down the sidewalk in the direction of his daily route
johnny was organizing his newspapers when he heard music approaching from behind
it was the mechanical music of an ice cream truck
the truck slowed down and parked next to him
he saw a man inside grinning at him
he rolled down the window and spoke to johnny
“excuse me, have you seen my dog? his name is mr. noodles, and he’s so tiny
he is lost and i need to find him
he must be so frightened and alone… can you help me find him
please?”
“i don’t think so, mister. i am working right now delivering my newspapers”
“oh, please… i’ll give you a popsicle
or maybe… maybe you’d like an orange dreamsicle bar, hmm?”
johnny loved the orange dreamsicle… those were always his favorite
he figured there was no harm in helping the poor man locate his small puppy
so he climbed into the passenger seat of the ice cream truck and they drove off
johnny stared out the window and could see the colorful grass, flowers, trees
all of it began fading to a lack of color… dismal grays and faded greens
ugly browns and bacteria yellow… an absence of life
“where are we going, mister?”
“oh, poor mr. noodles… we’re going to look for him. he must be around here somewhere
thanks for helping me look for him
hey, do you like music? i’m not just a popsicle man, i also make music! popsicle music!”
“what’s popsicle music?”
“oh, it’s a special kind of music that makes people happy!
here, i’ll play some for you, listen…”

- randy prozac lyrics

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