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Cat in the kettle bob rivers
Cat in the kettle bob rivers










cat in the kettle bob rivers

Four hours later, a pruned Liben lept from the tub exclaiming "Whoppers, coppers, shoppers, choppers!" a quadruple rhyme capturing the entire Western experience of malls, meat, military, and a Hollywood cavalry rescue all in one neat double verse.

cat in the kettle bob rivers

Anyway, he was hanging out with me up at the treehouse where I live, and we decided to go over into the neighbors hot-tub and work on the COWS WITH GUNS ending. When he gets on a role, it can be a real punishment. He is one of the worst punsters I've ever met in my life. My old friend Robbie Liben was visiting from New York City. But how could a bunch of poorly armed bovines defeat the greatest military might on Earth? At one point I had the US dropping nuclear weapons on the cows, but my friends quickly rejected this ending as "not positive", and "too sad". I worked on the lyrics of COWS for several weeks and had a lot of difficulty with the ending of the song. "Let me hear it, perhaps you can play it for Mom and Dad this afternoon." We were about to leave on a trip where I was to meet her folks for the first time. Several hours later my girlfriend found me in the parking lot writing in my notebook. I immediately rose to scribble down the 14 or so verses I remembered from the dream. The story was told in a simple countryesque tune with an over abundance of weak rhymes and low blow puns. Bovine revolutionaries had just taken Omaha in the most significant defeat of the US military since Red Cloud dusted Custer. I awoke at about 5:30AM one August morning in 1994 from a strange dream.












Cat in the kettle bob rivers