People,

It's time for me to bid a long belated goodbye to the incomparable Wesley Willis, who unfortunately passed away last week at the age of 40.

For those of you unfamiliar with Wesley, he was bat-shit crazy. A long time homeless schizophrenic street artist, Wesley, along with his $20 Casio keyboard, made some of the funniest songs you will ever hear. His topics veered wildly from his admiration of recording artists ("Alice in Chains", "Alanis Morrisette") to bizarre social criticism ("Rock and Roll McDonald's" - perhaps the funniest song ever) to the absolutely absurd ("Cut the Mullet", "The Chicken Cow" "Birdman Kicked My Ass").

This is not to say I'm making fun of Wesley. Unlike most of the college age crowds who attended his shows to see what kind of scene his mental illness might produce, I always viewed and continue to view Wesley as a true folk artist. Perhaps the truest kind of folk artist, simply because his songs were so absolutely honest. He might be singing about the listener fellating his pet ("Suck my Dog's Dick") but you always knew that he really meant for you to suck that dick.

Anyway, go listen to his music. He had a tough life and deserves to be remembered. He will be missed.

McDonalds is the place to rock
It is a restaurant where they buy food to eat
It is a good place to listen to the music
People flock here to get down to the rock music

Rock and Roll McDonalds
Rock and Roll McDonalds
Rock and Roll McDonalds
Rock and Roll McDonalds

McDonalds will make you fat
They serve Big Macs
They serve Quarter-Pounders
They will put pounds on you

Rock and Roll McDonalds
Rock and Roll McDonalds
Rock and Roll McDonalds
Rock and Roll McDonalds

McDonalds hamburgers are the worst
They are worse than Burger King
A Big Mac has 26 grams of fat
A Quarter-Pounder has 28 grams of fat

Rock and Roll McDonalds
Rock and Roll McDonalds
Rock and Roll McDonalds
Rock and Roll McDonalds