Leaky Mick and Vinny P the Talker

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Leaky Mick and Vinny P the talker
Made plans through the night for their maiden voyage southward
This trip will make of us two men enlightened
Collecting tales to regale the anchored folk back home
They journeyed to the red lights of Pattaya
Where a Bar Girl set her sights on Vinny P
He swapped his innocence and savings for a story
But hadn't bargained for that case of stinging pee
Further south they happened upon Frankston
On word of a start with a cousin in construction
From dawn 'til dusk they busied for new silver
And every Sabbath came and they pissed it all away
Their journey like their beer was growing stale
From Nelly's to the Harp and then O'Neill's
Where the accents from the old land drown the new one
And they wondered had they ever left the green
So Mick & Vinny settled down to plottin'
To escape from the stock and shackled ways they had maintained
Seven large on tick from Leaky's old man
Enough for a down payment on a 'coming of age' tale
So they joined the road of independent thinkers
In a line of thousands thinking just the same
A dread and tie-dyed band of moneyed pilgrims
Hitch-hiking their way to better days
Half the pot was used to hire the camper
A classic flowered Samba built in 1951
"Abundance lies in wait with our tomorrows"
Vinny P asserted as he powered the engine on
So they ventured to the outback with the masses
All purple hazed and wide eyed with a dream
Hooked up with a Journeyman a passin'
Sayin' "I'll show you things you thought you'd never see"
Coin my hand, I'll take you to a Shaman
These stories that you crave are in his Ayahuasca brew
A monkey each and meet back here at nightfall
Prepare to be awoken boys, there's treats in store for you
So they waited there 'til mornin' shone upon 'em
Dawning 'fore they did, that they'd been had
Some of us are woke and some are woken
Some they sleep 'til slumber becomes them
Driven by that loss they fumbled forward
Stopping to gas up, they meet some fellow countrymen
"We're for Dead Horse Gully, Where you headed?"
Vinny glances Mickward shrugs a shoulder, shouts "jump in"
Finally they arrived upon a clearing
a fire spat its sparks into the night
And barefoot tourists flocked to gather 'round it
Declarin' "hey man, ain't this the life"
A flower crowned girl dances to the singing
And a kid with a misspelt 'Carpe Diem' tattoo strums along
A clockwise blunt has made its way to Vinny
Pulling deep, he leans to Mick and whispers beneath the song
And he said, "Can you find the Wilderness of nowhere?
With a three string guitar, ringing in your ear"
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
Mick nods in agreement "Man that's deep"
Five years on they're back upon the homeland
Paying for their yesterdays with tomorrows and todays
Spinning tales of what they seen a travellin'
Embellishing each other's yarns is how they earned their names
And If you're looking for some kind of moral?
The best I do is "flippant insincere"
Careful when you try to find Nirvana
Or you might end up listening to Creed

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