Long time, no hear...

[Otter]

The boys of summer
Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer’s out of reach
Empty lake,
Empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I’m drivin’ by your house
Though I know you’re not home
But I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your
Sunglasses on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you
Will still be strong after the boys of
Summer have gone
I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy?
Remember how I made you scream?
Now I don’t understand what’s happened
To our love,
But babe, I’m gonna get you back
I’m gonna show you what I’m made of
I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun
I see you walkin’ real slow and you’re smilin’ at everyone

I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
Out on the road today I saw a deadhead sticker
On a cadillac
A little voice inside my head said, don’t
Look back. you can never look back.
I thought I knew what love was,
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go but-
I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin’ in the sun
You got that top pulled down and that radio on baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
I can see you-
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got that hair slicked back and
Those wayfarers on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

 

[chaotic]

I like to scream
I like to yell
That's 'cause I'm sick
And I need help
The specialist won't hurt me
He's not like the nuns
He's got a lot of pretty pills
I think I'll take some yellow ones
Take me to the specialist

I know that I'm crazy
I know that I'm nuts
But at least I admit it
And I think that takes some guts
The specialist doesn't care
What the voices say
He's got a lot of pretty pills
To make the voices go away
Take me to the specialist

- Mr. Huberty
- Yes, God?
- You wouldn't happen to have any power toools?
(psychopathic laughter)

And if I'm hopeless
Well, that's the breaks
The cookie crumbles
The loony shakes
The specialist can see it
From my point of view
He understands me
'Cause he hears voices too
Take me to the specialist (x4)

I hear weasels! (x10)

Hey you kids! Cut that crap out! Hey come back here! I know who your parents
are. Wouldn't do this if Nixon was in the White House. C'mon, I'm the walrus
dammit!

 

[kwillia]

ooooooh noooooo you didn't...

 

[Otter]

In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town,
Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around.
And all the girls from there to Austin,
Were slippin' away from home and puttin' jewelery in hock.
To take the trip, to go and listen,
To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box.

And he would play: (Instrumental.)

Well, he couldn't ride or wrangle, and he never cared to make a dime.
But give him his guitar, and he'd be happy all the time.
And all the girls from nine to ninety,
Were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him: "Don't stop."
And hypnotized and fascinated,
By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box.

And he would play: (Instrumental.)

Then one day he was gone, and no one ever saw him 'round,
He'd vanished like the breeze, they forgot him in the little town.
But all the girls still dreamed about him.
And hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked.
And then one day on the Hit Parade,
Was a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box.

 

[chaotic]

Did you read the words... I mean really read the words...

She's blind...

 

[kwillia]

In a little cabaret in a South Texas border town,
Sat a boy and his guitar, and the people came from all around.
And all the girls from there to Austin,
Were slippin' away from home and puttin' jewelery in hock.
To take the trip, to go and listen,
To the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box.

And he would play: (Instrumental.)

Well, he couldn't ride or wrangle, and he never cared to make a dime.
But give him his guitar, and he'd be happy all the time.
And all the girls from nine to ninety,
Were snapping fingers, tapping toes, and begging him: "Don't stop."
And hypnotized and fascinated,
By the little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box.

And he would play: (Instrumental.)

Then one day he was gone, and no one ever saw him 'round,
He'd vanished like the breeze, they forgot him in the little town.
But all the girls still dreamed about him.
And hung around the cabaret until the doors were locked.
And then one day on the Hit Parade,
Was a little dark-haired boy who played the Tennessee flat top box.

I would holler "Woooohooo...Ho Down!", but I'm afraid K_Jo would hurt herself hitting the floor...

 

[Otter]

You make me weep and wanna die
Just when you said we’d try
Lovin’, touchin’, squeezin’ each other

When I’m alone all by myself
You’re out with someone else
Lovin’, touchin’, squeezin’ each other

You’re tearin’ me apart
Every day, every day
You’re tearin’ me apart
Oh what can I say?
You’re tearin’ me apart

It won’t be long, yes till you’re alone
When your lover, oh, he hasn’t come home
Cause he’s lovin’ oo, he’s touchin’,
He’s squeezin’ another

He’s tearin’ you apart
Every day, every day
He’s tearin’ you apart
Oh girl what can you say?
Cause he’s lovin’, touchin’ another
Now it’s your turn, girl to cry
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na

 

[chaotic]

I would holler "Woooohooo...Ho Down!", but I'm afraid K_Jo would hurt herself hitting the floor...

 

[jazz lady]

I would holler "Woooohooo...Ho Down!", but I'm afraid K_Jo would hurt herself hitting the floor...

Oh, you are sooooooooooooo dead.

 

[Otter]

I would holler "Woooohooo...Ho Down!", but I'm afraid K_Jo would hurt herself hitting the floor...

Thats good music, I don't care what anybody says

 

[chaotic]

Hey well
I'm a friendly stranger in a black sedan
Won't you hop inside my car.
I got pictures, got candy
I'm a loveable man
And I can take you to the nearest star.
I'm your vehicle baby
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go.
I'm your vehicle woman
But I'm not sure you know
that I love ya
I need ya
I want ya,
got to have you child,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.
Well if you want to be a movie star
I'll get a ticket to Hollywood.
But if you want to stayjust the way you are
You know I think you really should.
I'm your vehicle baby
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go.
I'm your vehicle woman
But I'm not sure you know
that I love ya
I need ya
I want ya,
got to have you child,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.
Hey well
I'm a friendly stranger in a black sedan
Won't you hop inside my car.
I got pictures, got candy
I'm a loveable man
And I can take you to the nearest star.
I'm your vehicle baby
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go.
I'm your vehicle woman
But I'm not sure you know
that I love ya
I need ya
I want ya,
got to have you child,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.
And I'm your vehicle babe.
you know
I love ya
I need ya
I want ya,
got to have you child,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.

 

[chaotic]

Thats good music, I don't care what anybody says

Do the sheep lead?

 

[jazz lady]

I'm a little teapot
Short and stout
Here is my handle
Here is my spout

When I get all steamed up
Hear me shout
Tip me over
and pour me out

Out of beer again?

 

[chaotic]

Oh it's beans, beans, beans
That make you feel so mean,
On the farm, on the farm,
Oh, it's beans, beans, beans
That make you feel so mean,
On the Hinky Dinky 'Double D' farm.

Mine eyes are dim, I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not brought my specs with me!

Oh it's corn, corn, corn
That make you feel forlorn,
On the farm, on the farm,
Oh, it's corn, corn, corn
That make you feel forlorn,
On the Hinky Dinky 'Double D' farm.

Mine eyes are dim, I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not brought my specs with me!

Oh it's meat, meat, meat
That knocks you off your feet,
On the farm, on the farm,
Oh, it's meat, meat, meat
That knocks you off your feet,
On the Hinky Dinky 'Double D' farm.

Mine eyes are dim, I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not brought my specs with me!

Oh it's pie, pie, pie
That makes you want to cry,
On the farm, on the farm,
Oh, it's pie, pie, pie
That makes you want to cry,
On the Hinky Dinky 'Double D' farm.

Mine eyes are dim, I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not brought my specs with me!

Oh it's soup, soup, soup
That makes you want to droop,
On the farm, on the farm,
Oh, it's soup, soup, soup
That makes you want to droop,
On the Hinky Dinky 'Double D' farm.

Mine eyes are dim, I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not brought my specs with me!

Oh it's peas, peas, peas
That make you want to sneeze,
On the farm, on the farm,
Oh, it's peas, peas, peas
That make you want to sneeze,
On the Hinky Dinky 'Double D' farm.

Mine eyes are dim, I cannot see,
I have not brought my specs with me,
I have not brought my specs with me!

 

[Otter]

Da, do-do, do
Da, do-do, do

Aaaaaa, Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, Chewy
Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, babe
Always got a mouthful
Of such sweet things to say

Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, Chewy
Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, babe
Chewy's full of sugar
And I love her that way

Ooh, I love to kiss her
Love to hold her
Love to miss her
Love to scold her
Love to love her
Like I do
Oh, little Chewy
Don't know what you're doing to me
But you're doing to me
What I want you to
Aaaaah, Chewy

Da, do-do, do
Da, do-do, do

Aaaaaa, Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, Chewy
Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, babe
Everytime you love me
It's a real sugar treat

Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, Chewy
Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, babe
Love me little chewy
'Cause you do it so sweet

Ooh, I love to kiss her
Love to hold her
Love to miss her
Love to scold her
Love to love her
Like I do
Oh, little Chewy
Don't know what you're doing to me
But you're doing to me
What I want you to
Aaaaah, Chewy
Want you tooooo
Whooooa, yeah, yeah

Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, Chewy
Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, babe
Living box of candy
Wrapped up so very fine

Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, Chewy
Chewy, Chewy, Chewy, babe
Do it to me chewy
Chew me out of my mind

Ooh, I love to kiss her
Love to hold her
Love to miss her
Love to scold her
Love to love her like I do
Oh little Chewy
Don't know what you're doing to me
But you're doing to me
What I want you to
Aaaaaah

Da, do-do, do
Da, do-do, do
Da, do-do, do
Oh, Chewy
Oh, Chewy
Whooooa-oh-whoa
Whooooa-oh-whoa..

 

[jazz lady]

Do the sheep lead?

That was baaaaaaaa-d.

 

[kwillia]

Do the sheep lead?

 

[chaotic]

Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them o'er your shoulder
Like a Continental Soldier?
Do your ears hang low?

Do your ears hang high?
Do they reach up to the sky?
Do they wrinkle when they're wet?
Do they straighten when they're dry?
Can you wave them at your neighbor
With an element of flavor?
Do your ears hang high?

Do your ears hang wide?
Do they flap from side to side?
Do they wave in the breeze
From the slightest little sneeze?
Can you soar above the nation
With a feeling of elevation?
Do your ears hang wide?

Do your ears fall off
When you give a great big cough?
Do they lie there on the ground
Or bounce up at every sound?
Can you stick them in your pocket
Just like Davy Crocket?
Do your ears fall off?

Does your tongue hang down?
Does it flop all around?
Can you tie it in a knot?
Can you tie it in a bow?
Can you throw it o'er your shoulder
Like a Continental Soldier?
Does your tongue hang down?

Does your nose hang low?
Does it wiggle to and fro?
Can you tie it in a knot?
Can you tie it in a bow?
Can you throw it o'er your shoulder
Like a Continental Soldier?
Does your nose hang low?

Do your eyes pop out?
Do they bounce all about?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them o'er your shoulder
Like a Continental Soldier?
Do your eyes pop out?

 

[Otter]

S-sitting down by my window,
Oh, looking at the rain.
S-sitting down by my window now now,
All around I felt it,
All I could see was the rain.
Something grabbed a hold of me, honey,
Felt to me honey like, lord, a ball and chain.
Yeah! hey! you know what I mean,
But it’s way too heavy for you,
You can’t hold it tomorrow.

Say, whoa, whoa, honey, it can’t be
Just because I got to want your love
Please please please please, whoa please, please.
Whoa, honey it can’t be
Just because I got to need you daddy.
Please don’t you let me down, no, please, lord!
Here you gone today, but I wanted to love you,
I wanted to hold you, yeah, till the day I die,
Till the day, till the day,
Yeah! hey! hey! all right!

Say, whoa, whoa, honey this can’t be
Not anything I ever wanted from you daddy
Tell me now, now, now, now, oh, tell me now, yeah.
I say, whoa, whoa, honey this can’t be
No, no, no, no, no, no, no ... yeah yeah, hey!
And I want someone that could tell me, tell me why
Just because I got to want your love
Honey, just because I got to need, need, need your love
I said I don’t understand, honey, but I wanna chance to try
Try, try, try, try try try try
Honey when everybody in the world wants the same damn thing
When everybody in the world will need the same lonely thing
When I wanna work for your love, daddy.
When I wanna try for your love, daddy.

I don’t understand how come you’re gone, man. I don’t understand why half the world is still crying, man, when the other half of the world is still crying too, man, I can’t get it together. i
If you got a cat for one day, man ¡º I mean, if you, say, say, if you want a cat for 365 days, right ¡º you ain’t got him for 365 days, you got him for one day, man. well I tell you that one da
N, better be your life, man. because, you know, you can say, oh man, you can cry about the other 364, man, but you’re gonna lose that one day, man, and that’s all you’ve got. you gotta call that
, man. that’s what it is, man. if you got it today you don’t want it tomorrow, man, ’cause you don’t need it, ’cause as a matter of fact, as we discovered in the train, tomorrow never happens, m
T’s all the same ucking day, man.

So you gotta, when you wanna hold a sigh,
You gotta hold him like it’s the last minute in your life, baby.
You gotta hold, whoa, whoa, hold him
’cause someday some weight’s gonna come on your shoulders, babe,
It’s gonna feel too heavy, it’s gonna weigh on you,
It’s gonna feel just like a ball, ball, ball, oh daddy,
And a chain.

 

[jazz lady]

ahhh..yes, they do

Oh my gawwwwwwwwd...