Track Title:               Walking Stick

Album Title:               Mood Swing Music
Prime Artist:              Brave Combo
Written by:                Bubba Hernandez
Written by:                Carl Finch

Look at that Walking Stick
                     I'm just a Walking Stick
                       He's on the ceiling
                      And I'm on the floor
                     Pick up my walking stick
                      I'm just a walking stick
                 I don't belong in this house anymore
               than he, than he, than he does he, than he

                     He must have slipped in
                      'Cause he got thirsty
                  Needed protection from enemies
                       He saw the light on
                    He's here for entertainment
                  He doesn't know they're misery
                 to see, to see, misery to see, to see

                Instrumental break with various groans

                   There goes the Walking Stick
                     Back out the front door
                        He wants to eat
                      Some bugs in the yard
                     Am I a Walking Stick?
                      Now I'm on all-fours
                       Do I belong here?
                         Decisions are
              so hard, so hard, to make so hard, so hard

             Repeat first verse and random choruses to end