The wisdom, it’s like an earthquake

The wisdom, it's like an earthquake
to the soul, rocking, and shocking
like a junkies fingers on a twenty five
dollar whore.

Makes me smile when I think about it,
and that's tough to do now's a these
days.

"You ever been jolly rodgered?"
My father asks me one day.

"What's a Rodger Jolly?" I ask.

"Not a Rodger Jolly, a jolly rodger, come
here son, let me show you."

and he took off his pants and shoved three
fingers up my frightened little behind.

It felt good, god, did it ever feel good.
And in the morning I got stoned, and
laughed, and took it all in for once,

beginnings were gone, and this was all
just another story for us to look back upon
and shout about.