“Rebelry!”

 My best friend called, the doctor gave him a year

I met him down at the fishin’ pier.

I got all choked up, said how you been? 

He slapped me on the back with a big old grin.

He said suck it up son let’s have some fun.

Got some memories to make before we’re done

He let loose a rebel’s scream,

‘N said let’s make us some REBELRY!

We were reminiscin’ ’bout ditchin class

Filling up balloons with laughing gas

Pretending like we were spies,

An’ watchin women on escalator rides

We laughed so hard it hurt,

An’ like two kids wrestling in the dirt,

We were lovin’ life and bein’ free,

We were makin’ us some REBELRY!

I called his wife just for grins

She rounded up a bunch of friends,

You shoulda seen his face when those pick-up trucks

Came barreling up in a cloud of dust!

She gave us both a big bear hug,

Started tellin’ stories on that big old lug.

He said “I love you, man!” as he smiled at me;

We’re makin’ us some REBELRY!

The obituary said his service started at five.

How he was such a great guy an’ hope you come on by

After “Amen” an’ he was laid to rest

The preacher pulled out a note an’ read his last request.

It said head on down to the Crazy Clown

It’s high time to get unwound.

To get things goin’, first round’s on me.

Go enjoy some REBELRY!

REBELRY

REBELRY

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By Denis Loiseau & Russ Towne

Copyright 2010

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