A Heroine Beloved

 by Elvis Bojangles

Seeking philosophical meaning

In a lazy & purposeless life

I’ve gotten lassoed by

A wily spirit dame

So dark she’s cute

So cute I swear she can fly

So it wasn’t too hard for her

To carry me away

In a secret hideout deep underground

She transformation-ed me into her butler

Totally loyal & totally enslaved

Now I sing this song:

Gotta giddy-up

Gotta giddy-up

I gotta make things right

Gotta giddy-up giddy-up now

“Well damn”