Bacon calling to the faraway blogs
Now war is declared - and battle come down
Bacon calling to the collecting world
Come out of the cupboard,you boys and girls
Bacon calling, now don't look to us
Phoney Beckett-mania has bitten the dust
Bacon calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that game used thing
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
Cause Bacon is drowning and I, live by the river
Bacon calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go at it alone
Bacon calling to the zombies of death
Quit holding out - and rip another pack
Bacon calling - and I don't wanna shout
But while we were talking I saw you running out
Bacon calling, see we ain't got no high
Except for that one with the yellowy eyes
Now get this
Bacon calling, yes, I was there, too
An' you know what they said? Well, some of it was true!
Bacon calling at the top of the dial
And after all this, won't you give me a smile?
I never felt so much alike, like-a, like-a...
Thanks so much to dayf, the Cardboard Junkie for making my day with this... Happy Collecting and Happy Friday... Big roller derby rivalry tomorrow... Bradentucky Bombers versus the Sarasota Roller Girls. Battle for the border! Go Bombers! Go Rays! troll out.