King Missile The Blood Song
I remember the last time I donated blood The nurse put a bandage on my arm. She told me Not to remove it for six hours The time was five o'clock, and at about ten to six I was having an early dinner with some friends In a pretty nice restaurant I was embarrassed enough that I had short sleeves on The bandage made me look downright silly So I removed it slowly, surreptitiously So no one would see Suddenly, a thin but powerful stream of blood Started gushing out of my arm It hit a man sitting directly opposite from me Splashing off of his head and onto the floor A waiter delivering a bowl of chicken noodle soup To a nearby table slipped, The bowl went flying and landed on his head I was completely covered with noodles And I disappeared Well, I learned my lesson that day And the next time I give blood I'll wear long sleeves And I'll leave the bandage on
