Oh, It's the Bob and Tom Show. Those lars of hours of hours back when I was in school said 2010 would be future cool.

The gasoline engine would be a thing of the past.

We'd get our own little rockets that would fly real fast.

I couldn't wait to start flying around with a four hour

erection that wouldn't go down.

I'd impress and undress every woman in town

and I couldn't wait for that to get off the ground

now I'm sitting here there's a cop over there me and him supposed to be up in the air him saying

Tim you're way too drunk to fly I'll have to write you up for an FU I I'm stuck in an 89 Pontiac

I'm supposed to be a flying sex maniac.

So where's that contraption to strap on my back?

Where the fuck is my jet night?

Where the Ff is my jet tide. Maybe Ross Perot could have finally got around.

Maybe Ross Perot could have finally got around to a tiny little rocket with a giant sucking sound

but Clinton came along with mainly women in mind and a giant sucking sound of a different guy.

I can't smoke in my car.

I can't smoke in a bar.

Bob Dylan is still our biggest rock star.

We made it to Mars and now the president's black

But where the fuck is my jet pack. 4. 3. 2. 1.

Where the 1 is my jet pack.

2.

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