© 1989 Neal Gladstone

The Legend of Malango

He stood 5 foot 8 weighed 145

And everyone knew not a man alive

Could save a dollar or mow a yard

Or tell worse jokes or get as hard as...Malango

 

He grew up tough in New York City

Where the girls are fast and life ain't pretty

He had half a stomach and one good eye

But people shook when he walked by...Malango

 

He stalked the halls of CHS

The sophomores feared him more than death

The junior boys cleared him a path

And the girls longed to share a bath with...Malango

 

He played volley ball like a man possessed

With an iron fist and 30 inch chest

The women screamed and quaked with fright

As they gazed in awe at his mighty spike...Malango

 

After work he'd wrap his hand

Around an Old Milwaukee can

He liked his women like he liked his brew

Clear, full-bodied, dark and cool...Malango

 

One day a new mime teacher rode into town

And challenged Joe to a silent show down

At center stage they took their places

Gasping and wheezing at 20 paces...Malango

That stranger was good but Joe was better

And hearts beat fast as hands slapped leather

The stranger knew his time had come

When he saw the massive gleaming gun of...Malango

 

And then one day he borrowed a buck

And climbed into his pickup truck

He slid her down into first gear

And said, "Hey, baby, I'm outa here."...Malango

 

And late at night when children cry

And thunder rolls across the sky

As the final stroke of midnight falls

One name still echoes down the halls...Malango

 

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