Who put the pot on my cot, who put those dots on my little dog, who put that pot on my cot-sleep who put that weed-seed to grow like big sequoia treat...the mighty hunter? I thought this was about me
this fella lost it
Hi pal, what's happening? Huh, not much, I'm just sitting here waiting for my funeral to get me by
huh! yes, my friend nothing much to do
and when I die, and when I'm gone,
let those bastards crooks carry me, carry me, home.
DAMN! This opium is burning my brain...Heeeeeeelp
Ring my beeeeelles
I did
what about you
mmmm! and you?
I don't know what thoughts are hey you guys did you?
partyyyyyy hey red, did you think all the thoughts?
mind your own business Punk huh? what did I say?
ha-ha they so stuped, they so stuped
And this was another ding-ga-ling-story from, Mr. Svengoolieee
Roll up roll up to the mistery tour...the magical mistery tour is waiting to take you away
what? I want to go too
where's my damn horse
he's so macho on that bike he-he
stop in the name of love
I'm sexy and I know it, how do I look?
Run for your life, here it comes, is a massive gelatin dessert
a horrible monster, we have no escape, where's Superman when we need him. IT'S THE BLOB!