With all this talk of SOL flags and songs, I thought I'd
submit this. Next time you see a forlorn specimen by the road,
sing this to the song "Luka":
Lucas
My name is Lucas
I live in some british car
I'm made of smoke you know
Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something break at night
Some kind motor, some kind of light
Just don't ask me why it is
Just don't ask me why it is
Just don't ask me why it is
I think it's because I'm feckless
I try not to drip on the ground
Maybe it's because i'm aimless
And I'm always out of round
They always drive until you die
And after that they're asking why
They just don't maintain me anymore
They just don't maintain me anymore
They just don't maintain me anymore
Yes I think I'm okay
I ran into the curb again
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With nothing broken, nothing thrown
Just don't ask me how I run
Just don't ask me how I run
Just don't ask me how I run
With apologies to Suzanne Vega, who I doubt even owns
a car.
Aran Guy guy@bevsun.bev.lbl.gov
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