The Ballad Of Marion Fruvous Lyrics - Singles - Moxy Fruvous

{spoken} 

In days of yore this quaint locale 

Was thought by its people more fair than foul 

Their lives the stuff of simple propriety 

But for a mild case of garbage anxiety 

With stories and songs the long hours were filled in 

And one was the stand-alone fave of the children: 

"Tell us the fable of waste that will move us; 

Tell us the story of Marion Frvous". 

The folks of Toronto, they had it all 

Paper thick as New York's and sushi on call 

Disposable cans of aerosol 

And no one in town seemed to mind at all 

Except for Marion Frvous. 

Somewhere along the dawn she creeps 

Where yuppies they drive Cherokee jeeps 

By PCB stashes and styrofoam heaps 

Hiding by walls where asbestos seeps 

Thus spake our Frvous: 

"Thrive as you may with extravagent ways 

Toronto, enjoy your disposable days 

One day you'll rot in your urban malaise" 

Said Marion Frvous, then she rode off again. 

Citizens cowered at Marion's threats 

Politicians lost votes and folks had regrets 

'Cause the longer we wait the worser it gets 

And the Leafs' top defencemen has gone to the Jets 

"Whoa! Hey!" said Fruvous. 

"Thrive as you may with extravagent ways 

Toronto, enjoy your disposable days 

One day you'll rot in your urban malaise" 

Said Marion Fruvous, then she rode off again. 

My colleage and I have been talking this over for about a week and 

we think we have 

come up with a plan that is going to takecare of the garbage 

problem. That's right, 

with our plan, Toronto will become the world-class, cosmopolitain 

city we keep 

calling it. 

We have got a plan, we have had some talks 

Have to put the garbage in a small blue box 

Fill it up with glass or fill it up with tin 

We'll recycle everything that they put in 

Take it to the curb on Wednesday 

Rest assured you're nature's friend 

People all around the world will have a blue box in the end. 

What a thing to do, love the colour blue! 

An end to all our troubles when the box comes through 

Recycling is here! There's nothing left to fear 

Etobicoke to Scarborough was set in gear 

Shelter for the poor and homeless 

Drugs and crime will soon be gone 

Pacify the population and purify the dawn! 

How peacefully Metro folk now slept 

But Marion sat by a curbside and wept 

Said "the program's a hoax; the stuff must be kept 

In a humoungus pile 'til properly prepped 

'Til the industries change, 'til we become adept 

At rejecting the junk that we've learned to accept" 

The words of Marion Frvous. 

"Thrive as you may with extravagent ways 

Toronto, enjoy your diposable days 

One day you'll rot in your urban malaise" 

Said Marion Fruvous, then she rode off again.