Well I was eating my breakfast late one Tuesday
night,
when I witnessed an event that really couldnt have been
right.
My bacon, eggs and biscuits were as tasty as could
be,
when much to my surprise they started talking to me.
Well I almost lost my stomach on the kitchen floor,
cause Id never eaten something that could talk to me before.
But I said that I was sorry, and they said it was OK
and just to be polite I sat down to hear what they had to
say...
They said, "Son youve got a message from the powers that be,
and as we speak theyre making deals for you with MTV,
So write a song about a girlie on your electric guitar,
and leave it to the boys on top to make you into a RocknRoll
star...
I gotta tell ya I was startled when I heard that news,
I got to thinkin it may be time to start a-cuttin back on
booze,
but my breakfast it kept tellin me my head was clear,
so just to be quite sure I went and grabbed another beer.
Boy, that beer sure tasted good,
and when I finished, whadya know,
my bacon, eggs and biscuits yelled, "I told you
so!"
So I picked up my guitar and wrote a couple of tunes,
wrote most of em about this crazy guy named Jim that I
knew...
On the advice of my breakfast,
I took my songs into town,
and I spent some time and money tryin to get that trendy
sound...
Somethin hip and somethin groovys just what I was lookin for,
and when I got the sound I wanted I took my record to the
stores.
Well the store clerks, they all told me that my chances were real
slim,
that my songs were kinda stupid, and who the hell is Jim?
So I gave em each a copy, and I headed on my way,
Well I never got too famous,
and I never was a star..
sorry, Jim old buddy,
who cares where the hell yare.
Ive got the sky, Ive got the mountains,
and with a little beer Im set,
and I eat Bacon, Eggs, and Biscuits
every goddamn chance I get.
