(To the tune of "Ghost Riders in the Sky" --Hughie Edward Thomasson)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3LtmZM0OWO8
Old Congress folk got talkin' one dark and windy day/
Inside a paneled hearing room Clay Higgins had his say/
When all at once upon the screen he flashed for all to see/
All painted white and bundled tight, white buses numbered three/
Their license plates were painted over, their bumpers burnished steel/
Their tires were black and shiny, their foul exhaust made us squeal/
Yippie-i-oh Yippie-i-ay!
Ghost buses in the sky!
Ghost buses in the sky!
Their windshields all streaked with mud, their windows burning bright/
Their drivers trying to control them, but they careened clear out of sight/
Cause they've got to drive forever on those roads up in the sky/
And we all know, they're loaded with agents and provocateurs from the FBI!
Yippie-i-oh Yippie-i-ay!
Ghost buses in the sky
Ghost buses in the sky.
“Who ya gonna call- Ghost Busters!”
ReplyDeleteMaud
We need some musician to put the music to this.
ReplyDeleteMad Dog