We've arrived we are here
The best lunch we have hoped for
The drive is over
And the first feast is here
Stevie Nicks singing in the ceiling
Singing their 80's top 40 bullshit
The restaurant nearly empty
I'm feeling lucky
No kids in sight
No hipsters too
The food is ordered
The deal is struck
Well well life is three days away
But as long as a fart can make me laugh
And a colon cancer test can make me cackle
I'll probably be alright
At this age I'm convinced that all beds hate me
I've had terrible nights sleeping
Endless turning and cramping
Bug doesn't seem to have fared much better
She's watching TV and dreading going to the can
Cuz of what I did in there
I successfully achieved a no thought state
Like I had hoped to at the beginning of this trip
Dinner Dinner Dinner
Want you in me
Coffee cream and sugar
Sit beside me
Dinner Dinner Dinner
Please believe me
Rice pilaf and salsa too
And dry rye toast for my crew
DINNER