WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:02.009 align:middle line:90% 00:00:02.009 --> 00:00:05.490 align:middle line:84% This is a poem about a terrible summer job I had once. 00:00:05.490 --> 00:00:08.083 align:middle line:90% 00:00:08.083 --> 00:00:09.750 align:middle line:84% All of you have had terrible summer jobs 00:00:09.750 --> 00:00:11.993 align:middle line:90% at one time or another. 00:00:11.993 --> 00:00:13.660 align:middle line:84% Lots of things happen to me this summer. 00:00:13.660 --> 00:00:15.077 align:middle line:84% It's called "Zimmer's Bad Summer." 00:00:15.077 --> 00:00:20.040 align:middle line:90% 00:00:20.040 --> 00:00:24.510 align:middle line:84% "The summer I lost my girl, I had a job so bad, 00:00:24.510 --> 00:00:27.900 align:middle line:84% so hard, I still get pains around my heart 00:00:27.900 --> 00:00:30.270 align:middle line:90% when it comes to mind. 00:00:30.270 --> 00:00:34.590 align:middle line:84% Mud, mud, the mason screamed like the girl saying, no, no, 00:00:34.590 --> 00:00:35.250 align:middle line:90% no. 00:00:35.250 --> 00:00:38.640 align:middle line:90% And the walls grew up and up. 00:00:38.640 --> 00:00:42.030 align:middle line:84% When I think of it even now, the dumb bastard pains 00:00:42.030 --> 00:00:43.560 align:middle line:90% flick about my heart. 00:00:43.560 --> 00:00:45.450 align:middle line:84% And after a while, I want the walls 00:00:45.450 --> 00:00:48.150 align:middle line:84% to fall on me, the rip roaring mason 00:00:48.150 --> 00:00:51.840 align:middle line:84% to stumble onto his scutch and bleed cement, the girl 00:00:51.840 --> 00:00:55.290 align:middle line:90% to disappear beneath the rubble. 00:00:55.290 --> 00:00:58.620 align:middle line:84% Can't they see my heart was broken? 00:00:58.620 --> 00:01:01.140 align:middle line:90% Good for me, the mason said. 00:01:01.140 --> 00:01:04.629 align:middle line:84% Teach me what the world is like for money. 00:01:04.629 --> 00:01:07.290 align:middle line:90% I never had to like it. 00:01:07.290 --> 00:01:09.690 align:middle line:84% And when the pains come around now, 00:01:09.690 --> 00:01:15.330 align:middle line:84% I can say like an old union pro, watch your ass, boy. 00:01:15.330 --> 00:01:16.350 align:middle line:90% Stay alive." 00:01:16.350 --> 00:01:17.294 align:middle line:90% [LAUGHTER] 00:01:17.294 --> 00:01:23.537 align:middle line:90% [APPLAUSE] 00:01:23.537 --> 00:01:25.120 align:middle line:84% Thank you very much for that applause. 00:01:25.120 --> 00:01:27.670 align:middle line:90% 00:01:27.670 --> 00:01:29.980 align:middle line:84% I have a feeling if you didn't do it after a poem, 00:01:29.980 --> 00:01:31.750 align:middle line:90% I would become terribly upset. 00:01:31.750 --> 00:01:33.290 align:middle line:90% So I just couldn't go on. 00:01:33.290 --> 00:01:36.260 align:middle line:84% So save it for one booming crescendo at the end. 00:01:36.260 --> 00:01:37.120 align:middle line:90% That would be great. 00:01:37.120 --> 00:01:38.500 align:middle line:90% [LAUGHTER] 00:01:38.500 --> 00:01:39.000 align:middle line:90%