A shout out to the man with the ten gallon hat
And a shout out to those who never showed up to bat
Sometimes in life all it takes is one single swing
A swing to bring home all the bling-bling
And now here I am just sittin' on the can
And makin' a name for myself with my ass, man
Oh, no, not like that
But again, thanks to the man with the ten gallon hat.
-Toilet Bowl
*New and unreleased
Lets hear some noise for Jubilant Echo
- Jubilant Echo was here
- Shit Town, United States
- It has been a well kept secret for over 40 years now that I - Jubilant Echo - am the soul creator and founder of bathroom wall poetry. I know that this might not be something that most people would be particularly proud of, but I do feel it was a movement in the direct of greater freedom of speech, greater political freedom and freedom of expression, but used also as a way for one person to get in contact with another - an early dating service if you will - i.e. "Sally May is open for business Give her a call at 555-555-5555." And it all started right here. Before this I was in a band that foresaw a bright future but none the less burned out way to quickly. We were called "The Whoopee Cushion Trio." We were an acapella group that, unfortunately, never saw the inside of a recording studio. But that was then this is now and I am re-starting the movement that I started in the early 60's in the form of bathroom wall poetry.
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