Eric Clapton, pedal wah-wah, Stephen Foster, doo-dah, doo-dah
Good Vibrations, Help Me Rhonda, Surfer Girl and Little Honda
Tighter tighter, honey honey, sugar sugar, yummy yummy
CBS and Warner Brothers, RCA and all the others
Jimi gave us rainbows
And Janis took a piece of our hearts
And Otis brought us all to the dock of a bay
Sing a song to light my fire, remember Jim that way
They’ve all found another place, another place to play
Donovan in a dream-like, tripped out way
His crystal images, hey, they tell you 'bout a brighter day
And when The Beatles tell you (they’ll tell you)
They’ve got a word, love to sell you (only in love)
And they mean exactly what they say
Dog goes “woof”
Cat goes “meow”
Bird goes “tweet”
And mouse goes “squeak”
Cow goes “moo”
Frog goes “croak”
And the elephant goes “toot”
Ducks say “quack”
And fish go “blub”
And the seal goes “ow ow ow”
But there’s one sound
That no one knows
What does the fox say?
Who is the fox? (I am the fox)
Who are you? (I am me)
Who is me? (Me is a thief)
You’ll bring your poor, poor mother grief
Oh, the fox went out on a chilly night
And he prayed for the moon to give him light,
For he’d many a mile to go that night
Before he reached the town-o.
The Fox – folk song
-“BB”-
Oh, you’re gonna wreck my mind
I hope you do it all the time
Love your body, it rocks
I know you’re crazy
And you’re a fox
Fox on the run
You scream and everybody comes a-running
Take a run and hide yourself away
Yeah, I should have known it from the very start
This girl would leave me with a broken heart
Now, listen people what I’m tellin’ you
I’d keep away from a Runaround Sue
Oh well, there’s Flo on my left and there’s Mary on my right
And Janie is the girl with that I’ll be with tonight
And when she asks me which one I love the best?
I tear open my shirt, I got Rosie on my chest
'Cause I’m a wanderer
Yeah, a wanderer
I roam around, around, around
And it starts sometime around midnight
Or at least that’s when you lose yourself for a minute or two
As you stand under the bar lights
And the band plays some song
About forgetting yourself for a while
And the piano’s this melancholy soundcheck to her smile
And that white dress she’s wearing
You haven’t seen her for a while
Evolution, revolution, gun control, sound of soul
Shooting rockets to the moon, kids growing up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will solve everything
And the band played on
Casey would waltz with a strawberry blonde
And the band played on
He’d glide cross the floor with the girl he adored
And the band played on
His brain was so loaded
It nearly exploded
The poor girl would shake with alarm
He’d ne’er leave the girl with the strawberry curls
And the band played on
Guy Lombardo and His Royal Canadians
When you move in right up close to me
That’s when I get the shakes all over me
Quivers down my back bone
I’ve got the shakes down the kneebone
Yeah havin’ the tremors in the thighbone
Shakin’ all over
The leg bone’s connected to the knee bone
The knee bone’s connected to the thigh bone
The thigh bone’s connected to the hip bone
Now shake dem skeleton bones
Shake shake (come on), shake shake (come on) on your booty
Aah! do your duty. Aah haa
Shake shake (come on), shake shake (come on)
Come on, Eileen
Come on, Eileen
Poor old Johnnie Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
Moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers cried
Sang along, who’d blame them?
Come On Eileen. Dexys Midnight Runners
Let’s all get up and dance to a song
That was a hit before you mother was born
Though she was born a long, long time ago
Your mother should know
Your mother should know
I stand accused of talking
But I feel that we are falling
In the same old groove
The radio is playing
Spitting out the same old news
It’s time to get up, get out
Get out into something new
Time to get up, get out
Out into something new
Sleep delays my life
(Get up, get up)
Where does time go?
(Get up, get up, get up)
I don’t know