Houston We Have a Problem - The Queers

Better get the Xanax cause I think I’m in a panic

And my brain is really getting fried

The kids are getting dumber and it’s really not a stunner

Cause the evidence supports my find

I mention German Measles cause my buddy’s name is Weasel

And the only word I found to rhyme

Lately I’ve been thinking that this ain’t my line of business

And I’m just about to lose my mind

I gotta tell you that the level of discourse

Was pretty bad to start with and it’s getting worse

Par for the course

Houston we have a problem

And we’re running out of time

Houston we have a problem

The kids are all out of their minds

I wanna tend my garden while my girlfriend wears Eve Arden

And she bitches that we got no dough

Phillip’s drinking whiskey with a stripper he got frisky

Picked her up and fell and broke his toe

My nerves are really shot and I’ve become unmanned

And now I see I’m going pale beneath my tan

Where’s my Ativan?