Now that PeeWee is out of the picture chasing after ghosts without heads and caverns and Lil'brother Jersey Devil Ed has smoked himself into that psychedelic world that took him back to childhood...I can tell you the thruth of our family ties...

I wish no troubles, a man of peace
just about to kick the eighty-fives
having two dumb younger brothers
don’t ask how old it can be, my Ma.

Curiosity took her to a Cherokee Chief
and then Ed PeeWee will fall on our laps
no satisfied of doing the wrong things
she went seeking for a little more of fun.

From the hillbillies she took a souvenir
but this we knew for a long long time
she baptized him with a misleading name
of Jersey Devil Ed, the new dumb brat.

Brother PeeWee like caverns full of cheese
sometimes I wonder if that Chief was a rat,
because he kind of have a very long tail
and when cheese is short he goes desperate.

From the very smelly plains of Jersey State,
where is roaming Pepe le Phew (the skunk)
in a place where bath is totally forbidden,
the only Chanel 5 there most be the Erie one,

you can make acquaintance with one glutton,
that devoured hot-dogs like not tomorrow and
never shared with his brothers that loved him
and never asked him but for a little tiny bite.

Now our family is in deep trouble believe me,
PeeWee is looking for without a head someone
no better in the lose screws department today
than Jersey Ed, missing one from his top six-pack.

Believe me or not I am too honest a guy
to fink on them to our suffering poor Ma.