My Goodness Sakes

A hootenanny of holy rollers
couldn't have been more upset
during a crusade of cursors
than the cowboys were
when a spasm of hard rockers
entered the Boot Hill Saloon
with a piercing of tongues.

Those boys just plain hated
horseshoes in the mouths of punks
and would have ripped those
diamond studded good luck charms
right out if a roar of hog riders
hadn't enter a couple seconds later
and ordered a round of Harley Wallbangers
for the house.

Then a gaggle of go-go girls
pounced on the bar
and did a little dance
for all the customers
and what could have been
the biggest brouhaha ever to happen
ended up just being another lovefest
cause everyone snatched up alot of
good feelings as the band got smart
and just played Eagle songs.

Bobbie Kilzer Gogain