brucetmoose
Veteran Member
Starting and continuing the "Alice's Dealership Anti-CARB TDI Movement"
A brief bit of history on this - some of us were joking around on the US to Canada thread for TDI Fest 2007 and we got into a thing about the song "Alice's Restaurant" and in particular I owe this large bit to Whitedog who gave me the idea for it when he posted a short quote about "Kid, have you ever been arrested". It really didn't belong in that thread and I'm sorry for having flooded it, but you have to understand one thing - I'm a bit passionate about my TDI and back then we couldn't buy new TDI's here in NY State. Nor could you buy them new in Massachusetts, Maine, California, and Vermont. These states had seen fit to follow the lead of California blindly and ban something in the mistaken belief that it would improve air quality. Not only were they mistaken ( see the NUMEROUS posts on this site about this ), but they actually cost their citizens more money. These states also happen to be some of the biggest taxing states in the nation to boot ( also documented very well in these pages ).
So I started and am continuing the "Alice's Dealership Anti-Carb TDI Movement" to point out the fallacy of these states. In case you are wondering why July 4th of 2002, that was one of the last times you could buy a new TDI in all 50 states legally up until September 4th of 2008 or six years and two months of not being able to buy a car that has saved 5 lives in two different accidents. In fact, I wouldn't even be here if it hadn't of been for my TDI (god rest it's soul - it saved 3 lives and was forever lost).
Even though CARB is a distant memory now, it should never be allowed to come back - thus the reason for posting this song. Yes, I feel very strongly about this. So here's my version, hope you like it.
- - - - - -
You can get any TDI you want at Alice's Dealership
You can get any TDI you want at Alice's Dealership
Walk right in they're around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get any TDI you want at Alice's Dealership
Now it all started in July of '02, was on - many years ago on
July 4th 2002, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
Dealership, but Alice doesn't live in the Dealership, she lives in the
church nearby the Dealership, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,
seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't
have to take out their TDI's for a long time. You used to be able to buy
TDI's anywhere back then, but due to CARB some states had banned them.
We got up there, we found all the TDI's in there, and we decided it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the TDI's in for a manifold cleaning. So
we took the TDI's, put them on the back of a flatbed towed by a red VW
Touareg TDI (V10 of course), took tools and wrenches and implements of
cleaning and headed on towards the city dump.
Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, "Closed on July 4th." And we had never heard of a dump
closed on July 4th before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the caked on gunk.
We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of gunk. And we decided that one big pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw ours down.
That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a July 4th picnic
dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Golf. He said, "Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the side of a half a ton of
gunk, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And
I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Golf, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope near
that gunk."
After speaking to Golf for about forty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down
and pick up the gunk, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer's station. So we got in the red VW Touareg TDI with the
tools and wrenches and implements of cleaning and headed on toward the
police officer's station.
Now friends, there was only one or two things that Golf coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and
we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving gunk around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station
there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we
was both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Golf, I don't think I
can pick up the gunk with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car."
And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Marion, New York, where this happened. Here they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the Wayne County Times story about it. And they was using up all
kinds of cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's
station. They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints,
and they took twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy photographs with
circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining
what each one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of
the approach, the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner
and that's not to mention the aerial photography.
After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Golf said he was going to put
us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your
wallet and your belt." And I said, "Golf, I can understand you wanting my
wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I
said, "Golf, did you think I was going to hang myself for de-gunking?"
Golf said he was making sure, and friends Golf was, cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Golf
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Golf on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another July 4th picnic that couldn't be beat,
and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.
We walked in, sat down, Golf came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
color glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up,
and Golf stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Golf looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye
dog. And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy pictures with
circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to
cry, 'cause Golf came to the realization that it was a typical case of
American blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and
the judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten color
glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of
each one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us.
And we was fined $50 and had to pick up the gunk in the rain, but that's
not what I came to tell you about.
Came to talk about the illegality of a car. VW TDI cars in particular.
They got a building down in Rochester, New York - it's right on Main Street,
where you drive in, you get fuel injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected. I went down to get my car examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and sober the night before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to
look like the all-American kid from Rochester, man I wanted, I wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they
gave me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the psychiatrist, room 604."
And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to drive. I mean, I wanna, I
wanna drive. drive!. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see roads and trees
and flowers and bugs in my teeth. Eat take out food. I mean drive, drive,
DRIVE, DRIVE." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "DRIVE, DRIVE,"
and he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up
and down yelling, "DRIVE, DRIVE." And the inspector came over, pinned a
medal on me, sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."
Didn't feel too good about it.
Proceeded on down the hall gettin more fuel injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to the car
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of my car, and they was leaving no
part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see
the last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we only got
one question. Have you ever been arrested for anything to do with a TDI?"
And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Dealership Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the details... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever
go to court?"
And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
color glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group VW .... NOW kid!!"
And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group VW's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to buy a car after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother drivers. Father drivers.
Car buyers! Car buyers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type people sitting
on the bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the
meanest car buyer of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n'
ugly 'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay $50
and pick up the gunk." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?" And I
said, "gunking." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, car buying,
car selling, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was eating candy and all kinds of
things, until the Inspector came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said:
"Kid, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-
we-wanna-know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-
kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-
to-know-arresting-officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say", and talked for forty-five minutes and nobody understood a
word that he said, but we had fun filling out the forms and playing with the
pencils on the bench there, and I filled out the massacre with the four part
harmony, and wrote it down there, just like it was, and everything was fine
and I put down the pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there,
there on the other side, in the middle of the other side, away from
everything else on the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated,
read the following words:
("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF AND WANT A GAS CAR
INSTEAD")
I went over to the inspector, said, "Inspector, you got a lot a damn gall to
ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm
sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group VW bench
'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough to drive a diesel, look at
adults, kids, houses and villages after bein' a gunkbug." He looked at me
and said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you
fingerprints off to Washington."
And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into
a dealership wherever you are ,just walk in say "People, You can get
any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership.". And walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and
they won't sell them one. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they're both weird and they won't sell to them either.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin of TDI's at Alice's Dealership and walking out. They may think it's an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin of TDI's at Alice's Dealership and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.
And that's what it is , the Alice's Dealership Anti-CARB TDI Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around on the
guitar.
With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and
sing it when it does. Here it comes.
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
Walk right in they're around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
That was horrible. If you want to end CARB and stuff you got to sing loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.
So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.
We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.
All right now.
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
Excepting Alice's TDI of course
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
Walk right in they're around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice's Dealership
A brief bit of history on this - some of us were joking around on the US to Canada thread for TDI Fest 2007 and we got into a thing about the song "Alice's Restaurant" and in particular I owe this large bit to Whitedog who gave me the idea for it when he posted a short quote about "Kid, have you ever been arrested". It really didn't belong in that thread and I'm sorry for having flooded it, but you have to understand one thing - I'm a bit passionate about my TDI and back then we couldn't buy new TDI's here in NY State. Nor could you buy them new in Massachusetts, Maine, California, and Vermont. These states had seen fit to follow the lead of California blindly and ban something in the mistaken belief that it would improve air quality. Not only were they mistaken ( see the NUMEROUS posts on this site about this ), but they actually cost their citizens more money. These states also happen to be some of the biggest taxing states in the nation to boot ( also documented very well in these pages ).
So I started and am continuing the "Alice's Dealership Anti-Carb TDI Movement" to point out the fallacy of these states. In case you are wondering why July 4th of 2002, that was one of the last times you could buy a new TDI in all 50 states legally up until September 4th of 2008 or six years and two months of not being able to buy a car that has saved 5 lives in two different accidents. In fact, I wouldn't even be here if it hadn't of been for my TDI (god rest it's soul - it saved 3 lives and was forever lost).
Even though CARB is a distant memory now, it should never be allowed to come back - thus the reason for posting this song. Yes, I feel very strongly about this. So here's my version, hope you like it.
- - - - - -
You can get any TDI you want at Alice's Dealership
You can get any TDI you want at Alice's Dealership
Walk right in they're around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get any TDI you want at Alice's Dealership
Now it all started in July of '02, was on - many years ago on
July 4th 2002, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
Dealership, but Alice doesn't live in the Dealership, she lives in the
church nearby the Dealership, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and
Fasha the dog. And livin' in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin' all that room,
seein' as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn't
have to take out their TDI's for a long time. You used to be able to buy
TDI's anywhere back then, but due to CARB some states had banned them.
We got up there, we found all the TDI's in there, and we decided it'd be
a friendly gesture for us to take the TDI's in for a manifold cleaning. So
we took the TDI's, put them on the back of a flatbed towed by a red VW
Touareg TDI (V10 of course), took tools and wrenches and implements of
cleaning and headed on towards the city dump.
Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, "Closed on July 4th." And we had never heard of a dump
closed on July 4th before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the caked on gunk.
We didn't find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of gunk. And we decided that one big pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw ours down.
That's what we did, and drove back to the church, had a July 4th picnic
dinner that couldn't be beat, went to sleep and didn't get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Golf. He said, "Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the side of a half a ton of
gunk, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it." And
I said, "Yes, sir, Officer Golf, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope near
that gunk."
After speaking to Golf for about forty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down
and pick up the gunk, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer's station. So we got in the red VW Touareg TDI with the
tools and wrenches and implements of cleaning and headed on toward the
police officer's station.
Now friends, there was only one or two things that Golf coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn't very likely, and
we didn't expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving gunk around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer's station
there was a third possibility that we hadn't even counted upon, and we
was both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said "Golf, I don't think I
can pick up the gunk with these handcuffs on." He said, "Shut up, kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car."
And that's what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Marion, New York, where this happened. Here they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the Wayne County Times story about it. And they was using up all
kinds of cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer's
station. They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints,
and they took twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy photographs with
circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining
what each one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of
the approach, the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner
and that's not to mention the aerial photography.
After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Golf said he was going to put
us in the cell. Said, "Kid, I'm going to put you in the cell, I want your
wallet and your belt." And I said, "Golf, I can understand you wanting my
wallet so I don't have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?" And he said, "Kid, we don't want any hangings." I
said, "Golf, did you think I was going to hang myself for de-gunking?"
Golf said he was making sure, and friends Golf was, cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn't hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn't bend the bars roll out the - roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Golf
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It's a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Golf on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another July 4th picnic that couldn't be beat,
and didn't get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.
We walked in, sat down, Golf came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
color glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
of each one, sat down. Man came in said, "All rise." We all stood up,
and Golf stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Golf looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye
dog. And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten color glossy pictures with
circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to
cry, 'cause Golf came to the realization that it was a typical case of
American blind justice, and there wasn't nothing he could do about it, and
the judge wasn't going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten color
glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of
each one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us.
And we was fined $50 and had to pick up the gunk in the rain, but that's
not what I came to tell you about.
Came to talk about the illegality of a car. VW TDI cars in particular.
They got a building down in Rochester, New York - it's right on Main Street,
where you drive in, you get fuel injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected. I went down to get my car examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and sober the night before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to
look like the all-American kid from Rochester, man I wanted, I wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o' mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they
gave me a piece of paper, said, "Kid, see the psychiatrist, room 604."
And I went up there, I said, "Shrink, I want to drive. I mean, I wanna, I
wanna drive. drive!. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see roads and trees
and flowers and bugs in my teeth. Eat take out food. I mean drive, drive,
DRIVE, DRIVE." And I started jumpin up and down yelling, "DRIVE, DRIVE,"
and he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up
and down yelling, "DRIVE, DRIVE." And the inspector came over, pinned a
medal on me, sent me down the hall, said, "You're our boy."
Didn't feel too good about it.
Proceeded on down the hall gettin more fuel injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to the car
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of my car, and they was leaving no
part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see
the last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, "What do you want?" He said, "Kid, we only got
one question. Have you ever been arrested for anything to do with a TDI?"
And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice's Dealership Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the details... - and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, did you ever
go to court?"
And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
color glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, "Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group VW .... NOW kid!!"
And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group VW's
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to buy a car after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother drivers. Father drivers.
Car buyers! Car buyers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type people sitting
on the bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the
meanest car buyer of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean 'n'
ugly 'n' nasty 'n' horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, "Kid, whad'ya get?" I said, "I didn't get nothing, I had to pay $50
and pick up the gunk." He said, "What were you arrested for, kid?" And I
said, "gunking." And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, "And creating a nuisance." And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, car buying,
car selling, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was eating candy and all kinds of
things, until the Inspector came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said:
"Kid, this-piece-of-paper's-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-
we-wanna-know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-
kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-
to-know-arresting-officer's-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say", and talked for forty-five minutes and nobody understood a
word that he said, but we had fun filling out the forms and playing with the
pencils on the bench there, and I filled out the massacre with the four part
harmony, and wrote it down there, just like it was, and everything was fine
and I put down the pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there,
there on the other side, in the middle of the other side, away from
everything else on the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated,
read the following words:
("KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF AND WANT A GAS CAR
INSTEAD")
I went over to the inspector, said, "Inspector, you got a lot a damn gall to
ask me if I've rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I'm
sittin' here on the bench, I mean I'm sittin here on the Group VW bench
'cause you want to know if I'm moral enough to drive a diesel, look at
adults, kids, houses and villages after bein' a gunkbug." He looked at me
and said, "Kid, we don't like your kind, and we're gonna send you
fingerprints off to Washington."
And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I'm
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there's only one thing you can do and that's walk into
a dealership wherever you are ,just walk in say "People, You can get
any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership.". And walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he's really sick and
they won't sell them one. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they're both weird and they won't sell to them either.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin of TDI's at Alice's Dealership and walking out. They may think it's an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin of TDI's at Alice's Dealership and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement.
And that's what it is , the Alice's Dealership Anti-CARB TDI Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come's around on the
guitar.
With feeling. So we'll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and
sing it when it does. Here it comes.
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
Walk right in they're around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
That was horrible. If you want to end CARB and stuff you got to sing loud.
I've been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes. I'm not proud... or tired.
So we'll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.
We're just waitin' for it to come around is what we're doing.
All right now.
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
Excepting Alice's TDI of course
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
Walk right in they're around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get any TDI you want, at Alice's Dealership
Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice's Dealership
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