Forty-year-old accountant
had a terrible dream.
He bribed a rock musician, then drummed the very night.
He typed away the four-on-four,
"What a showman!" – he heard the roar.
He's never felt so high in his life.
Forty-year-old accountant
had the strangest of dreams.
Next morning, at his desk, he was lost in his thought.
Then the dream continued:
a thick beard covered his chest,
and instead of briefcase, drumsticks in his hands.
Poor fella got a double life to live – scribbled by day,
and as the night fell, he had to play the tune.
Forty-year-old accountant
had a terrible dream.
He bribed a rock musician, then drummed the very night.
He typed away the four-on-four,
"What a showman!" – he heard the roar.
He's never felt so high in his life.
Poor fella got a double life to live – scribbled by day,
and as the night fell, he had to play the tune.