Lyrics Telephone Mimes - George Carlin

Telephone Mimes

Here’s another unfortunate pack of mutants who ought to be penciled in for a sudden visit from the angel of death these guys these guys who can’t tell you about a phone call they had without giving you this shit the fucking pinky and the thumb.
Like they attended Mime college, studied under Marcel Marceau.
So I call her up you know and I’m talking to her.
And she fucking hangs up on me so I hang up on her.
And she calls me back.
I fucking hang up again.
I say hey Bruno thanks for the visual aid.
But we all understand the concept of the telephone.
You hold it in your hand you talk into it.
Excuse me.
Bruno.
Incoming call.
Oh hey it’s for you.