| Ride my face to Chicago
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| Ride it all night long
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| Ride my face to Chicago
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| Ride it all night long
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|
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| […]
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| Oo-wee-oo-oo
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| All aboard?
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| Oo-wee-oo-oo
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| Train leaving now
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| Oo-wee-oo-oo
|
|
|
| Ride my face to Chicago
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| Ride it all night long
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| Ride my face to Chicago
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| Ride it all night long
|
|
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| Will I be an aisle or window?
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| Oo-wee-oo-oo
|
| Smokin’ or no-smoking?
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| Oo-wee-oo-oo
|
| No smoking on […]
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| Oo-wee-oo-oo
|
|
|
| Ride my…
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| Ride my face
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| Ride my face
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| Ride my face
|
|
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| [Instrumental]
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|
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| Ride my face to Chicago
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| Ride it all night long
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| Ride my face to Chicago
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| Ride it all night long
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|
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| One more time!
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| Oo-wee-oo-oo
|
| It’s a long way to Chicago
|
| Oo-wee-oo-oo
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| Must take hours to get there
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| Oo-wee-oo-oo
|
|
|
| Ride my…
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| Ride my face
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| Ride my face
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| Ride my face
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| Ride my face
|
|
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| Ride my face
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| Ride my face
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| Ride my face
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| Ride my…
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|
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| One, two, three, four
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| [Instrumental]
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|
|
| [FZ] I am gross and perverted
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| I’m obsessed an’ deranged
|
| I have existed for years
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| But very little has changed
|
|
|
| I’m the tool of the government
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| And industry too
|
| For I am destined to rule
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| And regulate you
|
|
|
| I might be vile and pernicious
|
| But you can’t look away
|
| I make you think I’m delicious
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| With the stuff that I say
|
|
|
| I’m the best you can get
|
| Have you guessed me yet?
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| I’m that crap on MTV, on your TV set
|
|
|
| You will obey me while I lead you
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| And eat the garbage that I feed you
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| Until the day that we don’t need you
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| Don’t go for help… no one will heed you
|
|
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| Your mind is totally controlled
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| It has been stuffed into my mold
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| And you will do as you are told
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| Until the rights to you are sold
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|
|
| Take it away, Nina Blackwood
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| [Ray White] That’s right, folks… don’t touch that dial!
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|
|
| Well, I am the slime from your video
|
| Oozin’ along on your livin’ room floor
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| I am the slime from your video
|
| Can’t stop the slime, people, lookit me go
|
| I am the slime from your video
|
| Oozin’ along on your livin’ room floor
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| I am the slime from your video
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| Can’t stop the slime, people, lookit me go
|
|
|
| [Instrumental]
|
| Be in my video
|
| Darling, every night
|
| I will rent a cage for you
|
| And mi-j-i-nits dressed in white
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| Teeny-little-tiny-little…
|
|
|
| Twirl around in a lap dissolve
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| Pretend to sing the words
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| I’ll rent a gleaming limousine
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| Release a flock of ber-herna-herna-herna-herna-her-nerds
|
|
|
| Why don’t you
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| Wear a leather collar
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| And a dagger in your ear?
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| Stabbinitin-stabbinitin-stabbinitin-stabbinitin-YOU!
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| I will make you smell the glove
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| And try to look sincere
|
|
|
| Dance the blues
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| ✄ Let’s dance the blues
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| Let’s dance the blues
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| ✄ Under the megawatt moonlight
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|
|
| Pretend to be ✄ Chinese
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| One-hung-low
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| I’ll make you wear ✄ red shoes
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| There’s a cheesy atom bomb explosion all the big groups use
|
|
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| Atomic light will shine
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| Through an old Venetian blind
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| Making patterns on your face
|
| And then it cuts to outer space
|
| With its billions & billions & billions & billions
|
|
|
| Be in my video
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| In my video
|
| Darling, every night
|
| Darling, every night
|
| Everyone in cable-land
|
| Everyone in cable-gable-land
|
| Will say you’re outasite
|
| I say they’ll say you’re outasite
|
|
|
| You can show your legs
|
| You can show the pretty legs
|
| While you’re getting in the car
|
| In my red hot rod car, then I…
|
| Then I will look repulsive
|
| With my big ears and all
|
| While I mangle my guitar
|
|
|
| Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon-tee-nu-nee-nu-nee
|
| MOO-AHHH
|
| Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon-tee-nu-nee-nu-nee
|
| MOO-AHHH
|
| Reen-toon-teen-toon-teen-toon-tee-nu-nee-nu-nee
|
| MOO-AHHH
|
| Tee-nu-nee
|
| MOO-AHHH
|
| Tee-nu-nee
|
| Moo-wah-wah-wah-ooo
|
|
|
| After all the close-up shots of you
|
| In bondage leather
|
| They’ll spray an alley with a hose ▶
|
| And we’ll escape together
|
| Then we’ll…
|
|
|
| Dance de blude agin
|
| Oh we’ll dance it very much
|
| Led dance de blude agin
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| Oh, you’ll love it, it’s a way of life ▶
|
| Led dance de blude agin
|
| Oh, we’ll dance the blues
|
| In de middle o’ de alley
|
|
|
| Let’s dance your face
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| Let’s dance your lips
|
| Let’s dance your nose
|
| And then we’ll dance your sinus
|
|
|
| MOO-AHHH!
|
| He’s so gay
|
| He’s so gay
|
| He’s very, very gay
|
| Yeah
|
| He’s so gay
|
| He’s so gay
|
| And he likes to be that way
|
| With his keys on the right
|
| He’s into rubber every night
|
|
|
| He’s so gay
|
| Oh oh oh
|
| He’s almost everyone today
|
| He’s OK
|
| He’s OK
|
| He’s got a role he wants to play
|
|
|
| He’s OK
|
| He’s OK
|
| He’s just a cowboy for a day
|
| Of course, his evening’s not complete
|
| Without some meat in the seat
|
| Let’s skate away
|
| Down Santa Monica today
|
| Well well well
|
|
|
| Maybe he wants a little spanking
|
| Maybe he’ll eat a little chain
|
| Maybe his lover should be thanking him
|
| For the way he makes it sprinkle
|
| Into drops of golden rain
|
| UHH-OHH
|
|
|
| He’s so gay
|
| He’s so gay
|
| He rules the city in a way
|
| You could say
|
| You could say
|
| It’s sorta different today
|
| All the taffeta and chintz
|
| And every Leather Boy’s a prince
|
| Hey hey hey!
|
| Please don’t look the other way
|
|
|
| You could be just like him tomorrow!
|
| Mah-mah-mah-mah-mah-mah
|
| Maybe you’ll get a chance to borrow
|
| Borrow
|
| His bouquet
|
| And maybe later…
|
| Maybe later…
|
| We’ll all be gay-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y!
|
|
|
✄ DO YOU REALLY WANNA HURT ME?
|
| Cock-sucker Sammy, get your motherfuckin’ mammy
|
| We’re goin’ downtown to the Cock-Suckers’ Ball
|
| Fuck, suck an’ fight
|
| Till beginnin’ of the broad daylight
|
|
|
| We don’t need no goddamn taxi fare
|
| We’re gonna trim them whores in a rockin’-chair
|
| Take off all the rags
|
| We’re gonna play a little game called “Tag”
|
| Tomorrow night at the rotten Cock-Suckers’ Ball
|
|
|
| Come on you po’-ass singers and you big-dick slingers
|
| We’re goin’ downtown to the Cock-Suckers’ Ball
|
| Fuck, suck an’ fight
|
| Till beginnin’ of the broad daylight
|
|
|
| We don’t need no goddamn taxi fare
|
| We’re gonna trim them whores in a rockin’-chair
|
| Take off all the rags
|
| We’re gonna play a little game called “Tag”
|
| Tomorrow night at the rotten Cock-Suckers’ Ball
|
| Yeah yeah yeah yeah
|
| Tomorrow night at the rotten Cock-Suckers’ Ball!
|
| […] won’t you take a drink with me?
|
| WPLJ really taste good to me
|
| Well, it’s a good, good wine
|
| It really makes you feel so fine
|
| So fine, so fine, so fine
|
|
|
| I went to the store, when they opened up the door
|
| I said: “Please, please, please, gimme some more”
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| Ooh, what it do to you, to you, to you!
|
|
|
| You take the bottle, you take the can
|
| Shake it up fine, you get a good, good wine
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| Ooh, what it do to you, to you, to you!
|
|
|
| The “W” is the White
|
| The “P” is the Port
|
| The “L” is the Lemon
|
| The “J” is the Juice
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| Ooh, what it do to you, to you, to you!
|
|
|
| White Port… / I feel so good, I feel so fine
|
| No. Stop it. Wait. Stop. Wait.
|
| EYEBROW! ▶
|
|
|
| I feel so good, I feel so fine
|
| I got plenty lemon, I got plenty wine
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| (Isn’t that amazing?)
|
| Ooh, what it do to you, to you, to you!
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| Ooh, what it do to you, to you, to you!
|
| White Port and Lemon Juice
|
| Ooh, what it do to you!
|
|
|
| Back to you, girl
|
| Thank you!
|
|
|
| Hey! What’s new in Baltimore?
|
| I don’t know
|
| Hey! What’s new in Baltimore?
|
| Better go back and find out
|
| Hey! What’s new in Baltimore?
|
| What’s new in Baltimore?
|
|
|
| [Instrumental]
|
|
|
| Hey! What’s new in Baltimore?
|
| I still don’t know
|
| Hey! What’s new in Baltimore?
|
| Better go back and find out again!
|
| Hey! What’s new in Baltimore?
|
| What’s new in Baltimore?
|
| What’s new in Baltimore?
|
| What’s new in Baltimore?
|
| I just don’t know!
|
| Wow
|
| Bow wow
|
| Bow wow
|
| Bow wow
|
|
|
| I used to have a job an’ I was doin’ fairly well
|
| Depression came along an’ everybody start to yell:
|
| “Where’d they go, them good ol’ days an’ all that crap we used to sell?”
|
| Now I’m in Hot-Plate Heaven at the Green Hotel
|
|
|
| Republicans is fine if you’re a multi-millionaire
|
| Democrats is fair if all you own is what you wear
|
| Neither of ‘em’s really right ‘cause neither of ‘em care
|
| ‘Bout that Hot-Plate Heaven ‘cause they ain’t been there
|
|
|
| They really oughta go an’ find out how the hallway smell
|
| They’d benefit to know ‘bout what the bums in there could tell
|
| (I guess we’re only dreamin’ but I s’pose it’s just as well
|
| That’s all you get to dream up in the Green Hotel)
|
|
|
| [Instrumental]
|
| Thank you!
|
|
|
| You was a fool
|
| Carol, you fool
|
| You was a fool
|
| Carol, you fool
|
|
|
| Carol, you fool, don’t you know you’re crazy
|
| He won’t be true but your mind’s a little hazy
|
| He’ll break your heart, don’t let it start
|
| But if you think it’s better go ahead and buy ‘m a sweater
|
|
|
| Carol, you fool, you think you’ve got it so bad
|
| Tryin’ to steal some money just to get some more of what you had
|
| He’s gone away, hey, what can you say?
|
| No, he won’t come back so put away your blackjack
|
|
|
| You wanna try
|
| You wanna try
|
| To rob some Mexican guy
|
| To rob a Mexican guy
|
| Beat him on the head
|
| Oh, you beat him on his head
|
| Maybe make him dead
|
| You just might make him dead
|
| Just so you can fly
|
| Just so you can fly
|
| From Pittsburgh out to see him
|
| You said you really gotta see him
|
| Carol, you’re a ✄ foolish fool
|
| Carol, oh-oh, girl!
|
| You don’t really need him
|
|
|
| Carol
|
| Carol
|
| Carol
|
| Carol
|
| Fool
|
| Fool
|
| Fool
|
| Carol, you fool
|
|
|
| You wanna try
|
| You wanna try
|
| You wanna try to rob some Mexican guy
|
| To rob some Mexican guy
|
| To rob a Mexican guy
|
| Beat him on his head
|
| Beat him on the head
|
| Maybe make him dead
|
| Maybe make him dead
|
| You just might make him dead
|
| Just so you can fly
|
| You wanna fly to him
|
| From Pittsburgh out to see him
|
| Oh, you know, you wanna see him
|
| Carol, you’re a foolish fool
|
| You don’t really need him
|
|
|
| Carol, you fool, I think you better try again
|
| Carol, you fool, don’t wanna see you cry again
|
| He’s gone away, what can you say?
|
| Carol, you fool, you’ll meet another engineer
|
|
|
| You was a fool
|
| You’ll meet another engineer someday
|
| Carol, you fool
|
| Yes, you will
|
| And […] another Mexican on the head
|
| Yes, you will
|
| Carol, you fool
|
| You was a fool
|
| No!
|
| Oh, Carol, you…
|
| Carol, you fool
|
| Carol, you foolish, foolish fool
|
| You was a fool
|
| Oh, Carol, you fool
|
| Carol, you fool
|
| YOU!
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
|
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
|
|
| Well
|
| She live in a tree
|
| They call her Chana in de bushwop
|
| It’s larger than me
|
| They call her Chana in de bushwop
|
| She smack for three
|
| She’s a Chana in de bushwop
|
| Aw, she’s a mystery
|
| She’s a Chana in de bushwop
|
|
|
| They call her Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Where she go?
|
| Nobody knows
|
|
|
| She eats a horse
|
| She’s a Chana in de bushwop
|
| It’s very large of course
|
| Like a Chana in de bushwop
|
| She wears a dog
|
| She’s a Chana in de bushwop
|
| And she loves that frog
|
| She’s a Chana in de bushwop
|
|
|
| They call her Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Where she go?
|
| Nobody knows
|
|
|
| Chana, Chana, Chana, Chana
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana, Chana, Chana, Chana
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana, Chana, Chana, Chana
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana, Chana, Chana, Chana
|
| In de bushwop
|
|
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Chana in de bushwop
|
| In de bushwop
|
| Where does she […] go?
|
| Hello!
|
|
|
| [Instrumental]
|
|
|
| She went to France
|
| Like a Chana in de bushwop
|
| And she tried to dance
|
| Like a Chana in de bushwop
|
| Raised a big fuss
|
| Like a Chana in de bushwop
|
| In the back of the bus
|
| Like a Chana in de bushwop
|
|
|
| One of those dudes with a long loaf of bread
|
| Made a big mistake
|
| When he turned and said:
|
| “Chana from zi bouchoipe
|
| Wee-wee!
|
| Chana from zi bouchoipe”
|
| Hon hon hon!
|
|
|
| She banged his head
|
| Like a Chana in de bushwop
|
| With a loaf of bread
|
| Like a Chana in de bushwop
|
| Had this sucker weepin’
|
| Like a Chana in de bushwop
|
| ‘Bout that bread he’s keepin’
|
| Like a Chana in de bushwop
|
| He stood there weepin’ on the crumbs
|
| She said:
|
| “I got news for all you bums, I’m Chana from de bushwop”
|
| Who cares?
|
| Chana from de bushwop
|
|
|
| Chana, Chana, Chana, Chana
|
| From de bushwop
|
| Chana, Chana, Chana, Chana
|
| From de bushwop
|
| Chana, Chana, Chana, Chana
|
| From de bushwop
|
| Chana, Chana, Chana, Chana
|
| From de bushwop
|
|
|
| Chana from de bushwop
|
| From de bushwop
|
| Chana from de bushwop
|
| From de bushwop
|
| Where she go?
|
| I don’t know!
|
| I thought she went to West Point!
|
| [Instrumental]
|
|
|
| [FZ] I am gross and perverted
|
| I’m obsessed an’ deranged
|
| I have existed for years
|
| But very little has changed
|
|
|
| I’m the tool of the government
|
| And industry too
|
| For I am destined to rule
|
| And regulate you
|
|
|
| I might be vile and pernicious
|
| But you can’t look away
|
| I make you think I’m delicious
|
| With the stuff that I say
|
|
|
| I’m the best you can get
|
| Have you guessed me yet?
|
| I’m the slime oozin’ out from your… TAKE IT AWAY, DON PARDO!
|
|
|
| [Don Pardo] YOU WILL OBEY ME WHILE I LEAD YOU
|
| AND EAT THE GARBAGE THAT I FEED YOU
|
| UNTIL THE DAY THAT WE DON’T NEED YOU
|
| DON’T GO FOR HELP… NO ONE WILL HEED YOU
|
|
|
| YOUR MIND IS TOTALLY CONTROLLED
|
| IT HAS BEEN STUFFED INTO MY MOLD
|
| AND YOU WILL DO AS YOU ARE TOLD
|
| UNTIL THE RIGHTS TO YOU ARE SOLD!
|
|
|
| TAKE IT AWAY, FRANK!
|
|
|
| [FZ] That’s right, folks… don’t touch that dial!
|
|
|
| I am the slime from your video
|
| Oozin’ along on your livin’ room floor
|
| I am the slime from your video
|
| [Don Pardo] IT’S ME, FRANK, I AM THE SLIME
|
| Can’t stop the slime, people, lookit me go
|
| [Don Pardo] I AM THE SLIME
|
|
|
| I am the slime from your video
|
| (THAT’S RIGHT, DON!)
|
| Oozin’ along on your livin’ room floor
|
| I am the slime from your video
|
| Can’t stop the slime, people, lookit me go
|
|
|
| [Instrumental]
|
| [FZ] Hi, hi, hiya. Thank you, and remember I’m reading this […] camera here. Thank you. It is also on my responsibility bein’ selected out of millions of people to become the banner of NBC’s new look. God, I hope I’m good! Tonight we’d like to do a song about an important social problem: disco. It deals with lonely people with no natural rhythm in pinging on each other in the darkness; it’s called “Dancin’ fool”.
|
| One, two, three, four
|
|
|
| I don’t know much about dancin’, that’s why I got this song
|
| One of my legs is shorter than the other ▶ an’ both my feet’s too long
|
| ‘Course now right along with ‘em, I got no natural rhythm
|
| But I go dancin’ every night, hopin’ one day I might get it right
|
|
|
| I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
| Dancin’ fool
|
| I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
| I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
| Dancin’ fool
|
| I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
|
|
| I hear that beat, I jump outta my seat, but I can’t compete
|
| ‘Cause I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
| Dancin’ fool
|
| I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
|
|
| The disco folks all dressed up like they’s fit to kill
|
| I walk on in an’ see ‘em there gonna give them all a thrill
|
| When they see me comin’ they all steps aside
|
| They has a fit while I commit my social suicide
|
|
|
| I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
| Dancin’ fool
|
| I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
| I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
| Dancin’ fool
|
| I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
|
|
| The beat goes on an’ I’m so wrong
|
| The beat goes on an’ I’m so wrong
|
|
|
| The beat goes on an’ I’m so wrong
|
| The beat goes on an’ I’m so wrong
|
| The beat goes on an’ I’m so wrong
|
| The beat goes on an’ I’m so wrong
|
|
|
| I may be totally wrong but I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
| I may be totally wrong but I’m a… dancin’ fool
|
|
|
| I got it all together now with my very own disco clothes, hey!
|
| My shirt’s half open, to show you my chain an’ the spoon for up my nose
|
| “I am really somethin’”, that’s what you’d probably say
|
| So smoke your little smoke, drink your little drink, while I dance all night away
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| I’m a… dancin’ fool
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| I’m a… dancin’ fool
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| I’m a… dancin’ fool
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| I’m a… dancin’ fool
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| He’s a… dancin’ fool
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| I may be totally wrong but I’m a…
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| I may be totally wrong but I’m a…
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| I may be totally wrong but I’m a…
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| I may be totally wrong but I’m a FOOL-UH!
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| Say, darlin’… can I buy you a drink?
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| Ki-ni-shinai!
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| Are you lookin’ for Mister Goodbar?
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| Wait a minute… I’ve got it… you’re an Italian!
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| Ki-ni-shinai!
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| You’re Jewish?
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| Love your nails…
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| You must be a Libra…
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| Ki-ni-shinai!
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| Your place or mine?
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| Some take the bible for what it’s worth
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| When it says that the meek shall inherit the Earth
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| Well, I heard that some sheik has bought New Jersey last week
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| An’ you, suckers, ain’t gettin’ nothin’
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| Is Hare Rama really wrong
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| If you wander around with a napkin on
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| With a bell on a stick an’ your hair is all gone?
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| The geek shall inherit nothin’
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| You say yer life’s a bum deal an’ you’re up against the wall…
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| People, you ain’t even got no kinda deal at all
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| ‘Cause what they do in Washington
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| They just takes care of NUMBER ONE an’ NUMBER ONE ain’t YOU
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| (Not any way!)
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| You ain’t even NUMBER TWO
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| Those Jesus Freaks, well, they’re friendly but
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| The stuff they believe has got their minds all shut
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| An’ they don’t even care when the church takes a cut
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| Ain’t it bleak when you got so much nothin’?
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| So whaddya do?
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| Eat that pork, eat that ham
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| Laugh till you choke on Billy Graham
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| Moses, Aaron an’ Abraham…
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| They’re all a waste of time
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| An’ it’s your butt that’s on the line
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| IT’S YOUR BUTT THAT’S ON THE LINE
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| Do what you wanna, do what you will
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| Just don’t mess up your neighbor’s thrill
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| An’ when you pay the bill kindly leave a little tip
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| And help the next poor sucker on his one-way trip…
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| SOME TAKE THE BIBLE…
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| (Aw, gimme a half a dozen for the hotel room!)
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