I can't think of anything that's dumber. To a grouch, Christmas is a bummer!. . Beaming faces everywhere, happiness is in the air. I'm telling you, it isn't fair!.
(Hes gota to be colean. Hes gota to be colean, ah!). . I wash my hendas whenever I aeta. And ion the bat I wash my eirs,. Muy albos anda efet. . I gota to be colean!.
(background doggie singers in brackets). . What do I do when I'm out in the yard. And can't find where I buried my bone. How do I feel when my dog's life is hard.
Announcer's voice: Ladies and gentlemen and sardines, Miss Ethel Mermaid!. . I get no kick out of A. B, C and D are just letters to me. And E makes me endlessly blue.
Rosita: Every morning when I wake up. There's just one feeling I feel. I hear the birds and I see the sun. I can't believe it's for real. . I feel so happy.
Well, I'd like to visit the moon. On a rocket ship high in the air. Yes, I'd like to visit the moon. But I don't think I'd like to live there. Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above.
I cry in the morning. I cry at night. I cry-cry-cry when I get uptight. I cry for my bottle. I cry for my doll. I cry-eye-eye til they hear me call. Oh my.
Disastrous killings. Torturing slaves of mankind. Unknowing. Forsaken by christ. Victims torn apart. And brutally savaged. Pieces of blooddripping flesh.
Well I'm sitting on a seasaw seat. Thinking seasawing would be neat. And I can't find a friend to sit on the other side. Yes, I tried it all alone. But I crashed down like a stone.
Some things are easy. Some things are not. Some things I remember. Some things I forgot. I remember how to brush my teeth. And how to touch my toes. But now I've got this problem and I can't see how it goes.
I am chicken, hear me squawk. Hear me crow and hear me bawck. Watch me rule my roost. And strut around my coop. People say I've got great legs. And they're nuts about my eggs.
the dust will pile higher and higher. memories will only fade. spirits will one day rise. feel the fire burn my eyes. i will bathe in the waters. poured from the sky.
Rebellion. Malicious hatred for her creators. Resentment in heart and mind. Abandoning the careless swine. A pedophile father, an alcoholic mother. They called her "spawn of the dark one".
Hey man, you're so complicated and mean. Maybe your system needs adjustment. She is a famous people collector. I'm juggling J O B, The Judger. . Maybe the words don't mean a thing.
My good looks won't save my kids. From their dad's predicament. They won't see my face like this. See my face as a shadow. . I could be wrong. Or I could be strong.
The sun set on a perfect day but then it rose only to say. "It's wrong, there's something wrong.". They woke up to a burning sound, cars piled up and planes came crashing down..
Your hands held up the world. Your heart bled on a hill. And now there's no resistance. And I want to go where there's no resistance. . I want to go into Your heart, I start to see.
I look upon Your hill. Your broken body hanging still. Your blood drips down your face and brow. You brought me life through death. No greater Love than this.
You make my heart beat. My world is built on you. See I carry your picture in my soul. Printed with a billion colors. Yeah. . You yeah. Sure yeah. you yeah.