Flathead Drill Bit Lyrics

Like a flathead drill bit

Like a compact disk

Like a phonograph

Like a eucharist

Like a locomotive

Like a ready wit

Like an hour glass

Like a flat head bit

I've got a friend

He wears snake skin boots

He never did pretend

To like substitutes

He lights a cigarette

And he makes it rhyme

Pours an epithet

On like cooking wine

He shows a bureaucrat

That the point is moot

Uses a silk create

As a parachute

He says Charlottetown

Is like Lafayette

And pulls a cajun sound

Out of the alphabet

Like a flathead drill bit

Like a compact disk

Like a phonograph

Like a eucharist

Like a locomotive

Like a ready wit

Like an hour glass

Like a flat head bit

He keeps his big toe dipped in

The obsolete

And just sits there sipping

A triple whisky neat

He keeps one eye open

An ear to the ground

And a finger on

Where the heart beats pound

Like a flathead drill bit

Like a compact disk

Like a phonograph

Like a eucharist

Like a locomotive

Like a ready wit

Like an hour glass

Like a flat head bit