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"Bwana Dik"
"Bwana Dik"
[includes a quote from Daddy, Daddy, Daddy which includes a quote from Tell Me You Love Me]
And if his dick is a monster
If his dick is a monster
If his dick is a monster
They will give him their hearts
[Howard:]
Hold it! Please hold it!
My God, Madge . . . you voluptuous New York City slit . . .
Why didn't you tell me before?
It was so hard to tell with your little blousey-poo on, but . . .
Now that I see you . . . I would have helped . . .
I didn't know you were so obviously . . . PREGNANT . . .
I've got the thing you need
I am endowed beyond your wildest
Clearasil-spattered fantasies
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah . . .
Girls from all over the world
Flock to write my name on the toilet walls
Of the Whisky A-Go-Go
For I am Bwana Dik
I am Bwana Dik
Me Bwana Dik
Yo! Me Bwana Dik
Say!
My dick is a monster
Give me your heart
[Chorus:]
Bwana Dik is a legend
Enormous thou art
[Howard:]
My dick is a Harley
You kick it to start
[Chorus:]
Bwana Dik speaks
The heavens will part
[Howard:]
My dick is a dagger
I'll force it to fit
My dick is a reamer, baby
To scream up your slit
[Chorus:]
Steam it!
Ream it!
Cream it!
"Bwana Dik"
[includes a quote from Daddy, Daddy, Daddy which includes a quote from Tell Me You Love Me]
And if his dick is a monster
If his dick is a monster
If his dick is a monster
They will give him their hearts
[Howard:]
Hold it! Please hold it!
My God, Madge . . . you voluptuous New York City slit . . .
Why didn't you tell me before?
It was so hard to tell with your little blousey-poo on, but . . .
Now that I see you . . . I would have helped . . .
I didn't know you were so obviously . . . PREGNANT . . .
I've got the thing you need
I am endowed beyond your wildest
Clearasil-spattered fantasies
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah . . .
Girls from all over the world
Flock to write my name on the toilet walls
Of the Whisky A-Go-Go
For I am Bwana Dik
I am Bwana Dik
Me Bwana Dik
Yo! Me Bwana Dik
Say!
My dick is a monster
Give me your heart
[Chorus:]
Bwana Dik is a legend
Enormous thou art
[Howard:]
My dick is a Harley
You kick it to start
[Chorus:]
Bwana Dik speaks
The heavens will part
[Howard:]
My dick is a dagger
I'll force it to fit
My dick is a reamer, baby
To scream up your slit
[Chorus:]
Steam it!
Ream it!
Cream it!
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"Call Any Vegetable"
"Call Any Vegetable"
Cheesy, cheesy!
(This is a song about vegetables . . . they keep you regular; they're real good for ya.)
Call any vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Call it by name
(Call any vegetable)
Call one today
(Call any vegetable)
When you get off the train
(Call any vegetable)
Call any vegetable
And the chances are good
Ooooh! The vegetable
Will respond to you
(Some people don't go for prunes . . . I dunno . . . I've always found that if they . . . )
Call any vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Pick up your phone
(Call any vegetable)
Think of a vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Lonely at home
(Call any vegetable)
Call any vegetable
And the chances are good
That a vegetable will respond to you-hoooo
RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA
RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA
RUTA-BAYYYYY . . .
(A prune isn't really a vegetable. Cabbage is a vegetable.)
No one will know
If you don't want to let 'em know
No one will know
'Less it's you that might tell 'em so
Call and they'll come to you
Covered with dew
Vegetables dream
Of responding to you
Standing there
Shiny & proud by your side
Holding your hand
While the neighbors decide
Why is a vegetable
Something to hide?
YAR-R-R-R-R-G-H!
"Call Any Vegetable"
Cheesy, cheesy!
(This is a song about vegetables . . . they keep you regular; they're real good for ya.)
Call any vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Call it by name
(Call any vegetable)
Call one today
(Call any vegetable)
When you get off the train
(Call any vegetable)
Call any vegetable
And the chances are good
Ooooh! The vegetable
Will respond to you
(Some people don't go for prunes . . . I dunno . . . I've always found that if they . . . )
Call any vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Pick up your phone
(Call any vegetable)
Think of a vegetable
(Call any vegetable)
Lonely at home
(Call any vegetable)
Call any vegetable
And the chances are good
That a vegetable will respond to you-hoooo
RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA
RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA
RUTA-BAYYYYY . . .
(A prune isn't really a vegetable. Cabbage is a vegetable.)
No one will know
If you don't want to let 'em know
No one will know
'Less it's you that might tell 'em so
Call and they'll come to you
Covered with dew
Vegetables dream
Of responding to you
Standing there
Shiny & proud by your side
Holding your hand
While the neighbors decide
Why is a vegetable
Something to hide?
YAR-R-R-R-R-G-H!
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"Can't Afford No Shoes"
"Can't Afford No Shoes"
Heh-heh-heh . . .
Have you heard the news?
(News? What news?)
Can't afford no shoes
(Ow! Get a deal on tape)
Have you heard the news?
(News? Can't afford a paper)
Can't afford no shoes
(Hi-yo-hi)
Went to buy some cheap detergent
Some emergent nation got my load
Got my load
Got my toad
That I stowed
Well, well,
Hey lawdy mama,
Can't afford no shoes
Maybe there's a bundle of rags that I could use
Hey anybody,
Can you spare a dime
If you're really hurtin', a nickel would be fine
Hey everybody
Nothin' we can buy
Chump Hare Rama, ain't no good to try
Recession
Depression
Wah-ooh-wah-ooh WAH-WAH
Wah-ooh-wah-ooh WAH-WAH
Well, well,
Hey lawdy mama,
Can't afford no shoes
Maybe there's a bundle of rags that I could use
Hey anybody,
Can you spare a dime
If you're really hurtin', a nickel would be fine
Hey everybody
Nothin' we can buy
Chump Hare Rama, ain't no good to try
Recession
Depression
"Can't Afford No Shoes"
Heh-heh-heh . . .
Have you heard the news?
(News? What news?)
Can't afford no shoes
(Ow! Get a deal on tape)
Have you heard the news?
(News? Can't afford a paper)
Can't afford no shoes
(Hi-yo-hi)
Went to buy some cheap detergent
Some emergent nation got my load
Got my load
Got my toad
That I stowed
Well, well,
Hey lawdy mama,
Can't afford no shoes
Maybe there's a bundle of rags that I could use
Hey anybody,
Can you spare a dime
If you're really hurtin', a nickel would be fine
Hey everybody
Nothin' we can buy
Chump Hare Rama, ain't no good to try
Recession
Depression
Wah-ooh-wah-ooh WAH-WAH
Wah-ooh-wah-ooh WAH-WAH
Well, well,
Hey lawdy mama,
Can't afford no shoes
Maybe there's a bundle of rags that I could use
Hey anybody,
Can you spare a dime
If you're really hurtin', a nickel would be fine
Hey everybody
Nothin' we can buy
Chump Hare Rama, ain't no good to try
Recession
Depression
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"Carolina Hard-Core Ecstasy"
"Carolina Hard-Core Ecstasy"
I coulda swore her hair was made of rayon
She wore a Milton Bradley Crayon
But she was something I could lay on
Can't remember what became of me . . .
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy
She put a Doobie Brothers tape on
I had a Roger Daitrey cape on
There was a bed I dumped her shape on
Can't remember what became of me . . .
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy
Somewhat later on
I woke up and she was gone
There was dew out on the lawn
In the sunrise
Later she came back
With a rumpled paper sack
Which she told me would contain
A surprise
She stuck her hand right in it to the bottom
Said she knew I'd be surprised she got'em
Take a Charleston pimp to spot 'em
Then she gave a pair of shoes to me ...
Plastic leather, 14 Triple D
I said: I wonder what's the shoes for
She told me: Don't you worry no more
And got right down there on the tile floor:
Now Darling STOMP ALL OVER ME! ...
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy
Is this something new
Having people stomp on you?
Is it what I need to do
For your pleasure?
What is this, a quiz?
Don't you worry what it is
It is merely just a moment
I can treasure
By ten o'clock her arms and legs were rendered
She couldn't talk 'cause her mouth had been extendered
Looked to me as though she had been blendered
But was this abject misery?
No! No!
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy!
It might seem strange to Herb and Dee -
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy!
"Carolina Hard-Core Ecstasy"
I coulda swore her hair was made of rayon
She wore a Milton Bradley Crayon
But she was something I could lay on
Can't remember what became of me . . .
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy
She put a Doobie Brothers tape on
I had a Roger Daitrey cape on
There was a bed I dumped her shape on
Can't remember what became of me . . .
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy
Somewhat later on
I woke up and she was gone
There was dew out on the lawn
In the sunrise
Later she came back
With a rumpled paper sack
Which she told me would contain
A surprise
She stuck her hand right in it to the bottom
Said she knew I'd be surprised she got'em
Take a Charleston pimp to spot 'em
Then she gave a pair of shoes to me ...
Plastic leather, 14 Triple D
I said: I wonder what's the shoes for
She told me: Don't you worry no more
And got right down there on the tile floor:
Now Darling STOMP ALL OVER ME! ...
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy
Is this something new
Having people stomp on you?
Is it what I need to do
For your pleasure?
What is this, a quiz?
Don't you worry what it is
It is merely just a moment
I can treasure
By ten o'clock her arms and legs were rendered
She couldn't talk 'cause her mouth had been extendered
Looked to me as though she had been blendered
But was this abject misery?
No! No!
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy!
It might seem strange to Herb and Dee -
Carolina Hardcore Ecstasy!
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"Catholic Girls"
"Catholic Girls"
[Act I]
[SCENE THREE]
[CATHOLIC GIRLS]
A festive CYO party with crepe paper streamers, contestants
for the broom dance, the , baked goods, & FATHER RILEY
making sure the lights don't go down too low...
[FATHER RILEY AND VARIOUS PARTY GOERS:]
Catholic Girls
With a tiny little mustache
Catholic Girls
Do you know how they go?
Catholic Girls
In the Rectory Basement
Father Riley's a fairy
But it don't bother Mary
Catholic Girls
At the CYO
Catholic Girls
Do you know how they go?
Catholic Girls
There can be no replacement
How do they go, after the show?
[JOE:]
All the way
That's the way they go
Every day
And none of their mamas ever seem to know
Hip-Hip-Hooray
For all the class they show
There's nothing like a Catholic Girl
At the CYO When they learn to blow...
[FATHER RILEY:] They're learning to blow
All the Catholic Boys!
[MARY:]
Warren Cuccurullo...
[FATHER RILEY:] Catholic Boys!
[MARY:]
Kinda young, kinda WOW!
[FATHER RILEY:]
Catholic Boys!
[MARY:]
Vinnie Colaiuta...
[CHORUS:]
Where are they now?
Did they all take The Vow?
[FATHER RILEY:] Catholic Girls!
[WARREN:]
Carmenita Scarfone!
[FATHER RILEY:] Catholic Girls!
[OFFICER BUTZIS:]
Hey! She gave me VD!
[FATHER RILEY:]
Catholic Girls!
[WARREN:]
Toni Carbone!
[CHORUS:]
With a tongue like a cow
She could make you go WOW!
[JOE:]
VD vowdy vootie
Right away
That's the way they go
Every day
Whenever their mamas take them to a show
Matinee
Pass the popcorn please
There's nothing like a Catholic Girl
With her hand in the box
When she's on her knees
[LARRY:]
She was on her knees,
My little Catholic Girl
[CHORUS:]
In a little white dress
Catholic Girls
They never confess
Catholic Girls
I got one for a cousin
I love how they go
So send me a dozen
Catholic Girls
OOOOOOH!
Catholic Girls
OOOOOOH! [etc.]
[CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER:]
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER...
Joe had a girl friend named Mary.
She used to go to the church club every week.
They'd meet each other there
Hold hands
And think
Pure Thoughts
But one night, at the
Social Club meeting Mary didn't show up...
She was sucking cock backstage at The Armory
In order to get a pass To see some big rock group for free...
"Catholic Girls"
[Act I]
[SCENE THREE]
[CATHOLIC GIRLS]
A festive CYO party with crepe paper streamers, contestants
for the broom dance, the , baked goods, & FATHER RILEY
making sure the lights don't go down too low...
[FATHER RILEY AND VARIOUS PARTY GOERS:]
Catholic Girls
With a tiny little mustache
Catholic Girls
Do you know how they go?
Catholic Girls
In the Rectory Basement
Father Riley's a fairy
But it don't bother Mary
Catholic Girls
At the CYO
Catholic Girls
Do you know how they go?
Catholic Girls
There can be no replacement
How do they go, after the show?
[JOE:]
All the way
That's the way they go
Every day
And none of their mamas ever seem to know
Hip-Hip-Hooray
For all the class they show
There's nothing like a Catholic Girl
At the CYO When they learn to blow...
[FATHER RILEY:] They're learning to blow
All the Catholic Boys!
[MARY:]
Warren Cuccurullo...
[FATHER RILEY:] Catholic Boys!
[MARY:]
Kinda young, kinda WOW!
[FATHER RILEY:]
Catholic Boys!
[MARY:]
Vinnie Colaiuta...
[CHORUS:]
Where are they now?
Did they all take The Vow?
[FATHER RILEY:] Catholic Girls!
[WARREN:]
Carmenita Scarfone!
[FATHER RILEY:] Catholic Girls!
[OFFICER BUTZIS:]
Hey! She gave me VD!
[FATHER RILEY:]
Catholic Girls!
[WARREN:]
Toni Carbone!
[CHORUS:]
With a tongue like a cow
She could make you go WOW!
[JOE:]
VD vowdy vootie
Right away
That's the way they go
Every day
Whenever their mamas take them to a show
Matinee
Pass the popcorn please
There's nothing like a Catholic Girl
With her hand in the box
When she's on her knees
[LARRY:]
She was on her knees,
My little Catholic Girl
[CHORUS:]
In a little white dress
Catholic Girls
They never confess
Catholic Girls
I got one for a cousin
I love how they go
So send me a dozen
Catholic Girls
OOOOOOH!
Catholic Girls
OOOOOOH! [etc.]
[CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER:]
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER...
Joe had a girl friend named Mary.
She used to go to the church club every week.
They'd meet each other there
Hold hands
And think
Pure Thoughts
But one night, at the
Social Club meeting Mary didn't show up...
She was sucking cock backstage at The Armory
In order to get a pass To see some big rock group for free...
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"Champagne Lecture"
"Champagne Lecture"
[FZ:] You know, a lotsa of people don't bother about their friends in the VEGETABLE KINGDOM. They think, "What can I say? What can a person who is new to the Midwest say to a vegetable?"
[Howard:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Mark:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Mark & Howard:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Jeff:] Suss it out, wankers
[FZ:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Mark & Howard:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Aynsley:] Suss it out, wankers . . . what's the matter with you?
[Howard:] Aynsley Dunbar!
[FZ:] And after sussed it out, wankers . . .
[Mark:] Ok
[FZ:] You go and get yourself a big bottle of champagne!
[Mothers:] AAAH!
[FZ:] Find yourself a young vegetable victim!
[Mothers:] Yeah!
[FZ:] Take your young vegetable victim . . . Step one, now this is very important, you have to do it exactly this way. Bring the band on down behind me, boys, this gets technnical! First: You get a Polaroid camera . . .
[Mothers:] Yeah!
[FZ:] And you make one good jump, from a balcony to another balcony on the seventh floor of the Sheraton Hotel in Jacksonville
[Howard:] Aynsley Dunbar, ladies and gentlemen
[FZ:] When you land on the other balcony with your Polaroid camera, something like this . . .
[Mothers:] Heeey!
[FZ:] Shoot off one good flashbulb catching . . . The agent will immediately turn around and say, "You know, I sure would like to have that photograph." You walk up to the agent and say, "Well, ha, funny you should mention it, I have this photograph here and just about time to develop it, yes it turned out great, it shows both of you here, and I'll give you this photograph if you'll give me the munchkin vegetable that you're with in order that I might make a few more pictures . . . " So you make a quick trade, holding the champagne bottle in abeyance until the rest of the members of your band have jumped over the same balcony . . .
[Mothers:] Eeeeeeeeh!
[FZ:] And come in and taken their places around the bed where the munchkin vegetable is laid out, posing: Leg up in the air and legs down, legs to the side. Then, after some deft manipulation of the vital parts of the munchkin vegetable . . .
[Jeff:] Hey, I want some baby to hold my tool and squeeze it
[FZ:] With one masterful stroke -you might use several masterful strokes- shake up the magnum of champagne to a foamy froth, holding your thumb over the end of it . . .
[Aynsley:] No, no, no . . . not the cork in, Frank, you pull the cork out . . . Suss it out, wankers!
[Howard:] They're a hip audience, Frank, they know what's gonna happen next!
[FZ:] After the band has given you their complete attention, and is watching closely for the precise moment of the detonation of the alcoholic beverage into the vital organ, you give a sort of casual glance around the bedroom of the Sheraton, a suave little smile and wink one eye, adjust your bow tie, and just stuff it right in there!
[Mothers:] Aaaah!
[FZ:] And then you tell 'em how you feel. You whip it right out, take a snort off of it . . .
[Howard:] How do you feel?
[Mark:] Aynsley Dunbar . . .
[FZ:] No, no, no . . .
"Champagne Lecture"
[FZ:] You know, a lotsa of people don't bother about their friends in the VEGETABLE KINGDOM. They think, "What can I say? What can a person who is new to the Midwest say to a vegetable?"
[Howard:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Mark:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Mark & Howard:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Jeff:] Suss it out, wankers
[FZ:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Mark & Howard:] Suss it out, wankers!
[Aynsley:] Suss it out, wankers . . . what's the matter with you?
[Howard:] Aynsley Dunbar!
[FZ:] And after sussed it out, wankers . . .
[Mark:] Ok
[FZ:] You go and get yourself a big bottle of champagne!
[Mothers:] AAAH!
[FZ:] Find yourself a young vegetable victim!
[Mothers:] Yeah!
[FZ:] Take your young vegetable victim . . . Step one, now this is very important, you have to do it exactly this way. Bring the band on down behind me, boys, this gets technnical! First: You get a Polaroid camera . . .
[Mothers:] Yeah!
[FZ:] And you make one good jump, from a balcony to another balcony on the seventh floor of the Sheraton Hotel in Jacksonville
[Howard:] Aynsley Dunbar, ladies and gentlemen
[FZ:] When you land on the other balcony with your Polaroid camera, something like this . . .
[Mothers:] Heeey!
[FZ:] Shoot off one good flashbulb catching . . . The agent will immediately turn around and say, "You know, I sure would like to have that photograph." You walk up to the agent and say, "Well, ha, funny you should mention it, I have this photograph here and just about time to develop it, yes it turned out great, it shows both of you here, and I'll give you this photograph if you'll give me the munchkin vegetable that you're with in order that I might make a few more pictures . . . " So you make a quick trade, holding the champagne bottle in abeyance until the rest of the members of your band have jumped over the same balcony . . .
[Mothers:] Eeeeeeeeh!
[FZ:] And come in and taken their places around the bed where the munchkin vegetable is laid out, posing: Leg up in the air and legs down, legs to the side. Then, after some deft manipulation of the vital parts of the munchkin vegetable . . .
[Jeff:] Hey, I want some baby to hold my tool and squeeze it
[FZ:] With one masterful stroke -you might use several masterful strokes- shake up the magnum of champagne to a foamy froth, holding your thumb over the end of it . . .
[Aynsley:] No, no, no . . . not the cork in, Frank, you pull the cork out . . . Suss it out, wankers!
[Howard:] They're a hip audience, Frank, they know what's gonna happen next!
[FZ:] After the band has given you their complete attention, and is watching closely for the precise moment of the detonation of the alcoholic beverage into the vital organ, you give a sort of casual glance around the bedroom of the Sheraton, a suave little smile and wink one eye, adjust your bow tie, and just stuff it right in there!
[Mothers:] Aaaah!
[FZ:] And then you tell 'em how you feel. You whip it right out, take a snort off of it . . .
[Howard:] How do you feel?
[Mark:] Aynsley Dunbar . . .
[FZ:] No, no, no . . .