Story Behind The Song

The singer makes a sandwhich, doesn't like it, throws it, it sticks on the wall - and everyone thinks it is srt. Most of the words by Kevin Carey, (earl flemm of soundclick - the Gary Larsen of music)

Song Description

Kevin Carey (Earl Flemm of soundclick) sends Gary Stone (The Toylanders) a poem, Gary adds some words for Elaine to say in French, Gary does instruments and vocals, melody, edits in Elaine's french part and "voila," the soggy sandwhich song.

Lyrics

Soggy Sandwich



I made a soggy sandwich

And much to my dismay

The bread was rather pasty

The lettuce just like hay

The mayo and the mato

Didn't help at all

I threw it in frustration

And it stuck against the wall

***

I left it and it dried there

Just like a work of art

I gave it special lighting

To help it look the part

And when I charged admission

People came form miles and miles

To see my soggy sandwich

Stuck against the wall

***

Experts studied it and marveled

What genius did create

The form is oh so splendid

The meaning of it great

I answered all their questions

As if I knew it all

About the soggy sandwich

That I threw against the wall

***

The Louvre they came a calling

And ask me if I'd sell

I told them they were crazy

And they could go to hell

This work it's not worth thousands

And millions just won't do

It'll need a special wing built

To get a proper view

***

They built the wing for viewing

This piece of art so fine

And had a grand grand opening

Serving cheese and wine

And there I was a standing

Next to my work of art

The flashing of the cameras

Nearly stopped my heart

***

The sandwich in all its glory

Hanging on that wall

Made me rather hungry

And I could hear it call

It told me I must eat it

The feeling felt so right

So I grabbed it off the wall

And devoured it in a bite

***

The food they serve in prison

It's really not that bad

And the many friends I've made there

Could never make me sad

If I had to do it over

No sandwich would I make

I would have been much better off

If I had only made a cake
Poetry