Poor Ethel has a wart on her chin
She hopes that the doctor is in
As it keeps whispering
Poor Ethel has a wart on her chin
She hopes that the doctor is in
As it keeps whispering
words I find threatening
Poor Ethel has a wart on her chin
She hopes that the doctor is in
As it keeps whispering
words I find threatening:
“I’m your long-lost conjugal twin.”
My meatballs are made with fresh skunk
My meatballs are made with fresh skunk
And the sauce from a ground-up punk
My meatballs are made with fresh skunk
And the sauce from a ground-up punk
My noodles, al dente,
My meatballs are made with fresh skunk
And the sauce from a ground-up punk
My noodles, al dente
With whale oil aplenty
My meatballs are made with fresh skunk
And the sauce from a ground-up punk
My noodles, al dente
With whale oil aplenty
Obtained when the Pequod was sunk
When the bomb’s began falling on Iran
When the bomb’s began falling on Iran
I had to ask, “what is the plan?”
When the bomb’s began falling on Iran
I had to ask, “what is the plan?”
It remains to be seen
When the bomb’s began falling on Iran
I had to ask, “what is the plan?”
It remains to be seen
But the usual routine
When the bomb’s began falling on Iran
I had to ask, “what is the plan?”
It remains to be seen
But the usual routine
Meant we’re fucked since before it began.
A Spaniard was heard to remark
A Spaniard was heard to remark
(With his trademarked Iberian snark)
A Spaniard was heard to remark
(With his trademarked Iberian snark)
You killed my dear dad
A Spaniard was heard to remark
(With his trademarked Iberian snark)
You killed my dear dad
And now I am rather mad
A Spaniard was heard to remark
(With his trademarked Iberian snark)
You killed my dear dad
And now I am rather mad
Your cheeks shall now bear my mark
A giant was heard to disclaim
A giant was heard to disclaim
“Oh my God, why would I be to blame?”
A giant was heard to disclaim
“Oh my God, why would I be to blame?
"When townsfolk run away
A giant was heard to disclaim
“Oh my God, why would I be to blame?
"When townsfolk run away
When I just want to play
A giant was heard to disclaim
“Oh my God, why would I be to blame?
"When townsfolk run away
When I just want to play
Naked Twister - it’s only a game!
I’ve today let the cat out the bag
clap clap clap clap
I’ve today let the cat out the bag
But I have to blame it on my jet lag