2009

2009, it has a fine ring.
Even before it’s done a thing.
With a crash of a symbol
And a flail of a wing
The white dove of peace
Will attempt to sing –

You motherf***ers are choking me!
You motherf***ers are choking me!
You motherf***ers are choking me!

And I haven’t got home from my
New Year’s Party, yet, you w**kers.

Lep Loney

DATAMAN 1979

The stars at night,
blaze deep and white,
deep in the heart of
Texas Instrument's
Dataman.

It's 1979.
And I got the data,
man.

Let it bleed, Dataman,

The Rockford Files

"This is Jim Rockford. At the tone, leave your

name and message - I'll get back to you."

“Hey there, Jimmy, this is Lep.

Me and the guys are having a poker night,

Tuesday.

We’ll bring the beer and the processed

meat platter and the wheel of cheese -

you bring a big bucket of Nostalgia and

a side-order of ‘slaw.

My 1970s childhood, thanks you.”