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CLOUDS GET IN MY WAY

Dreams and schemes of yellow hair
McDonald's burgers very rare
And secret documents, if you dare
I've looked at facts and say:

Climate change is just a scam
Time to get with my program
I don't believe the weatherman
Those clouds get in my way

I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud confusions, that is all
You really don't know clouds at all

Lies and cries and judges bought
These silly people with red hats
As every fairy tale I tell
I've looked at clouds so well

But now it's just another scam
We're all laughin' at the sham
It's all water over the damn
I'll give it all away

I've looked at this from both sides now
You give, I take and still somehow
You don't believe I'd have the gall
I really did build the wall

Years and years to get this far
Climate change is just bizarre
To say it's real, just goes too far
Don't look at me that way

But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I've changed
Research data that I've rearranged
Listen to what I say

I've looked at this from both sides now
I win, you lose and still somehow
It's my illusions, you recall
I really don't tell lies at all

I've looked at this from my side now
Climate change I disavow
Now, it's my way or the highway
I'll see the end of EPA

© 2026 Brian McNeal



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SMOKIN' BRISKET RHYME

A tasket, a tisket  
Mesquite-smoked Texas brisket 
Today I smoked it on the gril 
And ate it with a biscuit 

I smoked it, I smoked it 
I cut the wood and smoked it 
Very green Texas mesquite
Lit the fire, and I stoked it 

I was watchin' close the temperature
A smokin' habit, that's for sure
I was smoke, smoke, smokin' on the town
A brisket with bark so brown

I ate it, I ate it
Mesquite-smoked Texas brisket
And if I want another bite
I think I'll try a tri-tip 

Let 'er rip with pepper zip
I think I'll smoke a tri-tip
Bring it to me right away
I'll eat it with a corn chip

A corn chip, a corn chip
A blue and yellow corn chip
I'd like to eat it right away
But save it for the tri-tip 

But should I prefer a soup du jour
Or Dr. Pepper while on tour
I'll be sip, sip, sippin' it on down
A side of fries golden brown

 
A tri-tip over brisket
In Texas, best not risk it
Oh where, oh where can my tri-tip be
It was eaten by a midget

© 2025 Brian McNeal



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