2004-09-19
9:24 p.m.

It's The End of the Tour As We Know It

(to the tune of It's The End of the World As We Know It (and I Feel Fine) by REM,
lovingly rewritten by Julie and Allison/alleide)

That's great, Clay's tour gets a new "leg"
Grab your BIRDs and tassels, gurrls
It's time to start the Clay parade
Wet like a monsoon
Listen to the Broads swoon
Dates spring up top speed
California Broads plead
New songs, clothes, chic
Fan hordes, message boards
The latter starts to chatter with cellcert alerts
Schwing-er of a singer represent the finest kind
A drawing card for hire, come to town, just might
Broads out west are begging crying
Pleading, promises of kneading
On his neck
State by state reporters baffled,
What's this about?
Look at those girls
screaming, crying, and
Uh-oh, group O
Fan flirtation, comic timing, that'll do
Calm yourself, fan yourself
Clay always succeeds
making women's hearts plead
Writing of the rapture and the glory every night, night.
We're symbiotic and erotic
Turned on, way gone and
Feeling pretty psyched

It's the end of the tour as we know it.
It's the end of the tour as we know it.
It's the end of the tour as we know it...and I feel fine

Eight o'clock concert time
Don't get caught in bathroom line
Ick Cherie, poor me
Clap for her politely
Lights go up, lights go down
Quick adjust delusion crown
Every movement escalate
Watch the Broads incinerate
Take a picture take a breather
Lay down, lay down
watch and feel crush crush
Uh-oh, this means
No fear, Broads are here
Dance contest, steer clear
A tournament, a tournament
A tournament of blondes
Offer me a tshirt, offer me a lei and I won't
Decline.

It's the end of the tour as we know it.
(It's time I had my guy alone)
It's the end of the tour as we know it.
(It's time I had my guy alone)
It's the end of the tour as we know it...and I feel fine
(I feel fine)

Big bowl o' hot damn
Sex manual program
Target shirt, bedroom eye
TUCKED IN NECKTIE
Retro suit, heaven sent
Nice hood ornament
In a caf�, on a beach
Backwards chair BOOM
That Broad-killin', eye-effin'
Tour book rawks
Right? Right.

It's the end of the tour as we know it.
(It's time I had my guy alone)
It's the end of the tour as we know it.
(It's time I had my guy alone)
It's the end of the tour as we know it...and I feel fine

-- Julie and Allison (yes you did...YES YOU DID!!!)
-- with alterna-rockin' GIFs by Julie