(For those of you who don't know what a "jalopy" is, just ask someone in a band, or go to Rent-A-Wreck.) Written for the Hollywood Cloud:
Cloud's jalopy, Cloud's jalopy ...
So vintage, so far long-long gone
No Coke machine in sight
Only the FOG MACHINE's light
... in the night ...
Outta gas, outta sight
Outta sight, out of mind
Always looking forward
Never back, never behind
Cloud's ol' jalopy, Cloud's ol' jalopy ...
How we miss it, indeed the man, too
Long may he sing and live, proud
Through the fog he became the Cloud
Yeah, he's got a fast car
But he sold it for a handful of beans
But I say the man with a pen in his hand
has EVERYTHING he needs ...
Quicksong by Yours Truly (needs work - like the car)
Peace, -Todd Calico