Bub, pursuing another Dose of Nice, found an art gallery in Rotterdam that spread enough peanut butter on the floor to make 15,000 sandwiches.
It was just the kind of whimsey he loves. He sent us this song.
The Peanut Butter Floor – Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I went down to Rotterdam
for culture and decorum,
found eight hundred pounds of peanut paste
spread proudly on the floor-em.
The curator whispered, “Genius.”
The donors dabbed their eyes.
I said, “For fifteen thousand sandwiches,
you’re short some bread supplies.”
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[Chorus]
Oh, the peanut butter floor,
what are rich folks looking for?
When the world gets weird and hungry,
we smear lunch across the floor.
Is it beauty? Is it madness?
Is it protein? Is it war?
I don’t know, but mind your loafers
on the peanut butter floor.
[Verse 2]
They said, “Don’t touch the artwork.”
I said, “Buddy, that’s a spread.”
They said, “It questions meaning.”
I said, “It begs for bread.”
A lady asked, “Is this profound?”
A child said, “Where’s the jam?”
A man in black said, “Fluxus.”
I said, “Hot diggity damn.”
[Chorus]
Oh, the peanut butter floor,
what are rich folks looking for?
When the world gets weird and hungry,
we smear lunch across the floor.
Is it beauty? Is it madness?
Is it protein? Is it war?
I don’t know, but mind your loafers
on the peanut butter floor.
[Final Chorus]
Oh, the peanut butter floor,
give the art world one thing more:
a jelly wing, a napkin room,
and crackers by the door.
Call it late-stage civilization,
call it lunch we can’t restore.
I call it sticky human nature
on the peanut butter floor.
[Outro]
If meaning’s what you make of it,
then friends, I’ll say no more:
some folks walk through life with purpose,
some get stuck to the floor.
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