One, two, three. Here's a song about the number three. I'd like you to count along with me. One, two, three. Three old boar hogs taking a nap. Three pekinese dogs going "yap, yap".
Our Christmas bonus. Was spared with patience. While men who owned us. Took paid vacations. They tried to clone us. To fight deflation. They should have blown us.
Here's my song about gun control. As my politics begin to roll. Things are getting out of control. It's time to stop, drop and rock 'n' roll. . We built and sold them the guns.
For all of you who. Come from eggs. With feathered tails and. Spindly legs. To those who chirp or. Honk or quack. We say: "It's time to. Pay you back.".
Depression breed like rats. And turn your soul to black. You no longer care that you feel nothing. . Bow down. And serve your master. Bow down. Your life is mine.
This frog has to go his own way. This frog doesn't care what the other frogs say. This frog wants to be happy, and this frog has to try. This frog is gonna make it or know the reason why.
Took a walk down my life today. Broken and empty roads are paved. With regrets and guilt I have made. Crushing what bits of hope remain. Do you want to believe what I believe?.
Announcer: (in a *very* British accent) Ladies and gentlemen, with a tribute to the letter U, The Beetles!. . (audience goes nuts with screams and applause).
Where has it gone?. Have all of the words escaped?. Inspiration on demand. Emotions all displaced. . And I will wander endlessly. Seeking all the answers that I let slip through my fingers.
(the scene is Ernie and Bert's bedroom at night). . (spoken). . Ernie: Bert? (we hear Bert snoring) Bert? Bert?. . Bert: Huh? Wha-wh-what? Huh? (waking up sounds).
You will never give the power. To the powerless. Your ideal has grown. Far beyond your control. . Can you ever find yourself again?. Your vision destroying.
I'm getting pretty big, I'm not a baby anymore. Last summer I could hardly reach the doorknob on the door. And someone had to lift me up and show me what to do.
(spoken). Father: (to Mother) How's the packing going dear?. . Mother: Just about done.. . Father: Oh good. (to Jimmy) Well Jimmy, tomorrow's the big day. We're moving to a new house..
Just a word all it takes to set it off. Uncontrolled all restraint has been lost. . Absorbing more than I can stand. Of these self defeating unreal demands.
(chickens clucking Dixie Chicks). . B, B, B - B, B, B. . We love to babble about a letter called B. B's the first letter we've been with. And Big Bird, Bert and Baby Bear are here with me.
Strolling down the strip, we were straight strip tripping. Tipping all the dealers we were straight gin sipping. Go gamble, fuck hos, everybody knows everybody smokes dope.
You can take a ride. On a great big bus. Even the cross-town subway. Would be fine with us. Or just walking you know. Is quite a popular way to go. Yeah, there's a lot of different ways to get to school.