The Splits, what really happened man

Drooper-took up with a Sour Grapes girl named Indigo. Indigo told Drooper that he was actually the most talented one in the group and the best songwriter. Drooper stopped collaborating with Fleegle. Fleegle, shacked up himself with another Sour Grape girl-Lavender-found himself wanting to write “Silly Love Songs”. Bingo, as the drummer-always the odd man out-had been wanting to go his own way and he took up with an actress who also was once a Sour Grapes girl with large melons. Poor Snorky, where’s an unemployed keyboards playing elephant to go ? He did play gigs at the occasional zoo, but in the end, found himself sitting on a park bench in Haight-Ashbury with Pete Best, wondering, “Where did it all go wrong ?” He tried getting the group back together, but when he asked Drooper, Drooper told him “Talk to my lawyer man, Indigo wants me. Gotta go.”

Snorky then landed a few gigs as a sideman, and finally, he found his niche in the public relations office of a radio station conglomerate. Once there, he came up with the idea of playlists. Pitching the idea to the CEO, he found himself promoted to the VP of Programming. After three decades of programming, Snorky retired to an Island in Puget Sound.

So, when you turn on your radio, and you realize that radio station after radio station only has a repetitious fifty song playlist, you can thank the lonely elephant with a hidden agenda. Tra la la la la la la, tra la la la la la la