Why don't you see if there's anything good on
Why bother
I was sitting in my wheelchair
Trying in vain to hide the fear
That all that lay ahead for me
Was football games and beer
The wife was in the kitchen slicing up a loaf of SPAM®
When I tuned my trembling heartstrings
And lit out for the frontier
Singing softly R Crumb will show me the way
How will I know him once I have found him
Will it amaze him will it confound him
That I crossed oceans, mountains, and deserts
Only to bask in his light
All decked out like Flakey Foont
I searched for Robert Crumb
Among the wise and simple
The eloquent and dumb
Unhip, blase, and sodden all those sinful things I'd been
But what I've been counts for so little
Compared to what I've become
Ooh, enlightened R Crumb has shown me the way
I was a lost soul, a geek, and a zero
‘Til I reclined at the feet of my hero
R Crumb's rap moved me, grooved and behooved me
Truck on ‘til you can truck no more