Death Grip & Crack Pipe were two characters I imagined owned our old green minivan from 2002. (It had a permanent hand imprint in the top of the steering wheel like someone had died holding it; and about a dozen razor slashes on the passenger side of the dash, weird)
Anyhow, I adapted the characters to a story about Insecurity Officer Jim Shlong-Dingy-Dong getting caught up in a journey with Frick & Frack, 2 old crankster friends of his, so he could drive to Nevada while they drank beer on the way to buy an armored car. At some point Jim pissed-off Frick & Frack and they dumped him in the Nevada desert for 4 hours before they came back for him.
So with this backstory in mind, David Bowie died. Decided to attempt some sort of pompulous, early Bowie-esque, intellectually dense lyric, adopting the chorus "Vile Mortals..." from the 1857 Gothic poem, "Contemplation," by Charles Baudelaire.
(The video is from an old, public domain cartoon "The Old Pioneer" published in 1934)
