Me and T and T

Well T and T was a mighty, mighty man

Carrying his guitar all around in his van

Everywhere he went he created a sound

A sound...a sound...a sound...a sound

Oh...a sound...a sound...yes a sound

It's a well known fact you have to sell your soul

If you want to be in his merry, merry band

One touch of his hand will make you like gold

Like gold...like gold...like gold...like gold

Oh...like gold...like gold...like gold...yes like gold

Well it's not easy finding T and T

He's not like you or me...No...No

You might catch him

When you least expect him

And when you do...you can

Sell your soul...to be in the band too

And be like gold...ya...ya...uh huh

Like gold...like gold...ya ya...like gold...ya like gold

Oh...like gold...uh huh like gold...uh huh...uh huh

Like gold...yes...like gold...like gold...gold gold gold

Now many days down the road

Seems like a lifetime in front of the crowds

Being in the band with T and T

This life untold as we make our sounds

Make our sounds...make our sounds

Ya we make our sounds...our sounds…our sounds

They're like gold...like gold...like gold ...ya like gold

Like gold...like gold...like gold...like gold

Oh...like gold...like gold...like gold...yes like gold

Sold my soul to T and T...ya I did...can't you see?

Ya ....touch me T and T...touch me T and T

T and T...T and T...T and T...touch me T and T

Hear our sounds…hear our sounds…hear our sounds

Me and T and T...me and T and T...me and T and T

Hear our sounds…hear our sounds…hear our sounds

Me and T and T...me and T and T...me and T and T

(By Roelin Davis 9/28/2011 all rights reserved)

(In the style of Tenacious D in Homage to Troy Tucker aka Mr. T and T)