crazy, toys in the attic, I am crazy, should have gone fishing
[whistling theme from The Andy Griffith Show]
Well, now, take down your fishin’ pole and meet me at The Fishin’ Hole,
We may not get a bite all day, but don’t you rush away.
[/whistling]
Or would you rather be a fish?
A fish is an animal that swims in a brook
He can’t write his name or read a book
I’d like to be under the sea
In an octopus’s garden, in the shade.
Under the sea
Under the sea!
Everything’s better, down where it’s wetter
Take it from me!
*Is that our chorus? * Anyhoo…
I’d like to be, under the sea,
in an octopus’s garden in the shade
he’d let us in, knows where we’ve been
in his octopus’s garden in the shade
No need to run away, I know where you’ve been.
Now little girl, I’m helping you
Hope you believe what I say is true
Wherever you run I’ll be running, too
Wherever you run I’ll be following you
Running . . . on our way
Hiding . . . you will pay
Dying . . . one thousand deaths
Searching . . . . seek and destroy!
Do…a deer, and female deer.
Re…a drop of golden sun.
Mi…a name I call myself.
Fa…a long, long way to run.
So…a needle pulling thread.
La…a note to follow so.
Ti…a drink with jam and bread.
That will bring us back to do, do, do, do…
Run to the hills
run for your lives
She’ll be coming around the mountain, when she comes.
She’ll be coming around the mountain, when she comes
She’ll be coming around the mountain, She’ll be coming around the mountain, She’ll be coming around the mountain
When she comes
jeez, when I was child, I didn’t realize how dirty this song sounds
Madness reigns
in the hall of the Mountain King
This thread has me in an 80’s metal time warp! (“Let’s do the time warp again!”)
I was taken to a place,
The Hall of the Mountain King.
I stood high up on a mountaintop,
Naked to the world
In front of every type of girl.
-Eric Burdon & War, “Spil lthe Wine”
On top of spaghetti
all covered with cheese
I lost my poor meatball
cause somebody sneezed
A bottle of red, a bottle of white,
It all depends upon your appetite.
I’ll meet you any time you want,
At our Italian restaurant.
-BIlly Joel
We can share the women, we can share the wine.
Jeremiah was a bullfrog, was a good friend of mine.
I never understood a single word he said, but I helped him drink his wine.
You know, he always had some mighty fine wine.
Frog went a courtin’ and he did ride, uh-huh
Frog went a courtin’ and he did ride, uh-huh
Frog went a courtin’ and he did ride
With a sword and a pistol by his side
I first produced my pistol
And I then produced my rapier
I said Stand and deliver
For I am a bold deceiver.