Was feelin’ fine
Thought I’d go stick my elbow
In a two-year-old’s spine.
I got the blues.
Got them back-crackin’ blues.
D.D. Palmer’s my hero;
Chiropractic’s own king;
Claimed that subluxation,
Causes every damn thing.
I got the blues.
Got them quack-backin’, back crackin’ blues.
When my claims about chiro;
For diseases and such;
Have been tested with science;
They don’t mean nothin’ much.
I got the blues.
Got them fact-lackin’, quack-backin’, back-crackin’ blues.
I think most vaccinations;
Are as evil as hell.
‘Course that’s just my opinion;
And my colleagues’ as well.
I got the blues.
Got them vax-whackin’, fact-lackin’, quack-backin’, back-crackin’ blues.
Oh, even though it hurts to laugh, I must. Please publish in a little book so I can keep you in my bedside drawer. And I really hope you've put this one to music.
ReplyDeleteI really don't want to hurt you, Rach. But I'm flattered that you'd want to keep me in your bedside drawer, with such exalted company.
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