Lyrics

This batch of idiocy struck me and I had to get it out. Jason encouraged me to do it. It's his fault.


Mr. Telephone Man
There’s something wrong with these lines
When my guests call up the show
I can’t hear them opine

Mr. Telephone Man
Until we fix these lines
My useless producer
Can’t book Wilbon or Bob Ryan

The steam was coming off my head and from my earholes
So I called up AT&T
A guy from Madagascar asked me for my passcode
But I didn’t have those digits readily

Mr. Telephone Man
I’m going to lose my mind
And rant on the radio
Until heads are stuck on pikes

Mr. Telephone Man
I’m gonna ask you one more time
Are you gonna fix the problem
For this tangerine Luddite?