I met the guy in the bathroom
And I didn't know what he was doing
With the door slamming shut
And a smile on his face he looked at me
And said I have a question
I said what could you possibly want at this time of day
He said keep your pants on and listen up
For I'm only going to say this once
Ever have a flat tire on the
Side of the road with nothing else around
But a billy goat
I said why would you speak such nonsense
At this stage in our lives
With a look of encouragement he said
Listen up and let me finish
I did just the other day not too far from here
I was leaving my girlfriend's apartment
Where I had just had a beer
I said wait that answers the question
You were obviously drunk
He said don't interrupt me again
I need you to know
So I blew a flat and I pulled over
To the side of the road
But all I found was a skunk
So I tossed it out of my way making more room to look
And I heard a sound from behind me
And it sounded like a goat
I the listener of this story was paralyzed in fear
A tall tale of a billy goat was one that I
Would not normally hear
I said "Christ man what did you do
Did you turn around and look behind you"
He said "That my friend was not a smart move
But I did it anyway"
The cry of the goat was thought provoking
But it did not stop my eyes from scoping
Around the country side in which I had arrived
I saw the goat and it stared back it me with
Its black eyes bleeding and I knew this was no
Ordinary goat but a goat spawn of Satan
The devil goat jump and spread its legs out wide
As I tried to cover my eyes and hide
The goat's name was Milk Johnson and I