Drunk By Noon

There once was a poodle thought he was a cowboy

He lived in a cage the size of his thumb

Though his white horse was a box of toothpicks

He galloped around 'til he was hit by a carSometimes I flap my arms like a hummingbird

Just to remind myself I'll never fly

Sometimes I burn my arms with a cigarette

Just to pretend I won't scream when I dieIf my life was as long as the moon's

I'd still be jealous of the sun

If my life lasted only one day

I'd still be drunk by noon

Yes I'd still be drunk by noonSometimes I hope to come down with cancer

At least then I'd get to stay in bed and watch TV all day

And on my death bed I'll get all the answers

Even if all my questions are taken away