AMPUTATION WORDS & MUSIC:   Earl P. Reinhalter I. I hate to sound so grim, I'm cutting off a limb. you gangrene drama queen who makes the day go dim. CHORUS A: amputation! amputation! II. it's time for weeding you out. I'm there wherever you sprout. you poison oak practical joke, I know what you're about! CHORUS B: amputation! amputation! amputation! III. I'm cutting out the years you stole from me, my dear! I'm done with you, nagging shrew, I've got my pruning shears. © Copyright 2004 Earl P. Reinhalter.   All Rights Reserved.