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Look at you
And if I wanted to,
I could see someone in there
Who'd like to be the happiest clam on the beach
But look at you
You're the Angry Clown
Trying to push all the kids around
But there's a flying horse that could change that course
Hey Hey Hey!
Hey Luno!
Hey Hey Hey!
Hey Luno!
Can he stop the enemy?
-We only believe in what we see!
But he can do it, you never know
-But we don't know!
Hey Hey Hey!
Hey Luno!
Hey Hey Hey!
Hey Luno!
Why can't you just call his name?
Then Luno could come down
And take you far away to the land of the same
Then you'll see how fun it is
That flying horse is true
And you're stuck in a world with people just as sad as you
Can he stop the enemy?
-We only believe in what we see!
But he can do it, you never know
-But we don't know!
Just call his name
And he will come
The Flying Horse
Luno:
Hey Hey Hey!
Hey Luno!
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(spoken)
- Bro
- What's up?
- Dude, just watching the dating game
- Right on, hey dude, guess what tonight
- What?
- Pool party, my house, 8 o'clock
- Yeah!
- You don't even know dude, there's gonna be
food and girls and more food
and Mike Chilludos coming!
- Ohh yeah!
- Hold on, dude, hold on...
Pool party baby
It was a cool party
Cool pool party
La la la la
Pool party baby
It was a cool party
Cool pool party
La la la la
Popcorn, hot dog buns, and hamburger patties
All the food you need to feed the many hungry
Millions of people want in to my party
But it's invite only
And you're on the list baby
- Your pool rips!
I cleaned it yesterday
- Girls look cute!
In their swimming suits
- Holy Guacamole!
We've got chips!
So come on take a dip
'Cause my pool rips
It was a pool party for the cool kids at my school
It was a pool party for the cool kids at my school
It's so cool in my pool
It's so cool in my pool
It's so cool in my pool
It's so cool in my pool
Yeah yeah yeah
Pool party baby
It was a cool party
Cool pool party
La la la la
Pool party baby
The ratio of girls to guys is five to one
There hasn't been a party like this since 1981
Come to my party let the games begin
We've even got floaties if you can't swim
- Your pool rips!
I cleaned it yesterday
- Girls look cute!
In their swimming suits
- Holy Guacamole!
We've got chips!
So come on take a dip
'Cause my pool rips
It was a pool party for the cool kids at my school
It was a pool party for the cool kids at my school
It's so cool in my pool
It's so cool in my pool
It's so cool in my pool
It's so cool in my pool
Yeah yeah yeah
I love you girl, you know it's true
To have a super party in my swimming pool
Jump on in and you will see
Just how fun a pool party can be
But don't eat too much before you swim
'Cause you might get a cramp under your chin
Someone's screaming, that's not cool
Who threw that Reggie Bar in the pool?
Ronnie, Sally, Bobby and Mike
It's my pool party, we'll do what we like!
It was a pool party for the cool kids at my school
It was a pool party for the cool kids at my school
It's so cool in my pool
It's so cool in my pool
It's so cool in my pool
It's so cool in my pool
There's no pool at my school
There's no school in my pool
There's no pool at my school
So it's cool at my pool
Yeah yeah yeah
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Well I remember my first day of public school
I was very scared of getting pummeled
And sure enough i did at first recess
I got pegged in the head by a big red ball
And stumbled, my head hung
Back to class with a bloody nose
and soon it was lunch time
Mom said I should ask about how poor kids there get fed
So i got a book of tickets and a scedule and it read
(chorus)
Monday: hotdogs
Tuesday: Tacos
Wednesday: hamburgers and chocolate milk
Thursday: sloppy joes and burritos in a bag
Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week
All the kids would line up super early just to eat
Monday: hotdogs
Tuesday: Tacos
Wednesday: hamburgers and chocolate milk
Thursday: sloppy joes and burritos in a bag
Friday was pizza day, the best day of the week
It always came with salad and a side of pork and beans
Hooray for pizza day
Hooray for pizza day
I miss pizza day
The best day of the week
Well i remember my first day of Jr. High
I had hairspray in my hair and my pants were way too tight
And all the breakers and new-wavers and the rockers and the preps
Would all be in their places on the front lawn or the steps
I hung out with some punker kids who used to make me laugh
Got thrown in the dumpster by some rich kids near the caff
As time went on we figured out it was totally uncool
To eat the welfare lunch
Provided by the school
So in poser punker fashion we just mooched off all the kids
And lived off eating candy bars and bags of nacho chips
(chorus)
Well now I'm out of school and i don't have a job (you're a slob)
I just sit around all sweaty and lethargic
And i'm just thinkin' 'bout where it all went wrong
Why I can't concentrate on anything but reruns
I wish i had some more stability and I
I wish I had somebody makin' lunch for me
I guess I miss the simple things in life
The thought of pizza day
I thought it stupid then but I wish I had it now
I just want
(chorus)
Hooray for pizza day
Hooray for pizza day
I miss pizza day...
Best day of the week
Says Michael Jackson of Ensino California.
When he's not in his little theme parks,
He's eating pizza with the kids.
Whoa, moonwalker's back.
Hey, grab a slice buddy!!
Take your glove off first,
You'llenjoy it more.
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Dear Spike,
I can tell that your company cares about its customers
And that's why I wrote this letter
To express my thanks to you in this endeavor
Today I got my stuff that I ordered long ago
And I wanted you to know that I also got the note
And now if you don't mind, I'd like to take some time
I hope you understand this letter from a grateful fan
I had a dream, a very strange dream
Where I was waiting for my package
Then up through the clouds
I saw this bus, a flying bus,
It was coming towards me
It hovered above, I saw my order
Floating down and softly touched ground
Then I saw Spike, he was flying the bus
He smiled and waved as the bus flew away
I just wanna let you know
How grateful I am to you
I appreciate all the hard work
And kindness you put into
Dear Spike
Dear Spike
What a task it must have been
Dear Spike
Dear Spike
I'm so glad to know you didn't forget me
I had a dream, a very strange dream,
Where I was waiting for my package.
Then up through the clouds
I saw this bus, a flying bus
It was coming towards me
It hovered above, and I saw my order
Floating down and softly touched ground
Then I saw Spike he was flying the bus
He smiled and waved as the bus flew away.
I just want to let you know
How thankful I am to you
I appreciate all the hard work
And kindness you put into
Dear Spike
Dear Spike
What a task it must have been
Dear Spike
Dear Spike
I'm so glad to know that you didn't forget me.
You didn't forget me, Spike
I wrote you a letter
I ordered a T-shirt and a Cadet Package
It Didn't come for a long time
You sent me a letter and said,
"It's on its way!"
I just want to let you know
How thankful I am to you
I appreciate all the hard work
And kindness you put into
Dear Spike
Dear Spike
What a task it must have been
Dear Spike
Dear Spike
I'm so glad to know that you didn't forget about me.
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I put my head down on my desk
To help me get through all this mess
I fell asleep and before I was done
I woke up in shock my whole arm was numb
I woke up in shock my whole arm was numb
I woke up in shock my whole arm was numb
I woke up in shock -
I fell asleep on my arm!
And now it's totally numb!
I fell asleep on my arm!
My shoulder's just a big limp stump!
I fell asleep on my arm!
My arm's like a big limp stump!
The bell rang, class dismissed
I'm sitting here a little bit dissed
I stepped to the door,
But I can't leave
I can't feel the doorknob, my arm's asleep
I can't feel the doorknob, my arm's asleep
Who's gonna carry my books?
I'm so embarrassed
What if I have to pee?
I can't bear it!
What if I have to pee?
I can't bear it!
I fell asleep on my arm!
And now it's totally numb!
I fell asleep on my arm!
My arm's like a big limp stump!
I fell asleep on my arm!
And now it's totally numb!
I fell asleep on my arm!
My arm's like a big limp stump!
Corporate America makes pencils
For the man with the left hand
They make pencils for the man with the right hand
But what about the man with the numb hand?
Four hundred grand to see The Rage
From back here I can't see the stage
It's time to start my own parade
So lift up your arm and wave
I fell asleep on my arm!
And now it's totally numb!
I fell asleep on my arm!
My shoulder's just a big limp stump!
I fell asleep on my arm!
My arm's like a big limp stump!
I feel no pain
In my arm
I feel no pain
In my arm
When's it gonna change?
It feels so strange
It's just one of those days
In my arm
I'm gonna slam it in the door
I'm gonna wiggle it around
'Cause I feel no pain
In my arm
It feels so strange
It's just one of those days:
Boom da bop da boom ba diggy diggy:
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The radiation in the ground
Makes a lovely bubbly sound
The men in suits
Who don't eat fruit
Can't comprehend
The one-legged newt
That was caused from disaster
At reactor's core
A meltdown expected
To start a war
Now I bought myself
A lead ascot
It looks good but
I'm startin' to rot
Hey you
With that green glow in your hair
I swear I see a tear
In your radiation wear
Somehow it's there
Razorblade boomerangs
And iron hands
Crossbows and hockey pads
Are in demand
Toxic waste
In synthetic place
Can add an eyeball
To your face
Hey you
With that green glow in your hair
I swear I see a tear
In your radiation wear
Somehow it's there
Hey me
You know your gums
Are starting to bleed
I've got some shrink-to-fit
Mutated genes
And some bleak posterity
If they end up like me
I am Humongous..
Everybody knows I own the wasteland
And now may I introduce to you
Benji The Tap-dancing Mutant boy
"Hi I'm Benji
I'm a tap-dancing mutant
I wasn't always like this
I was born a normal boy
But now I live in this world of joy!"
It's Benji from Peoria
Don't drink the water
I implore ya
But his mom and dad
They were exposed
And that's how the neutrons grow
Hey you
With that green glow in your hair
I swear I see a tear
In your radiation wear
Somehow it's there
Hey me
You know your gums
Are starting to bleed
I've got some shrink-to-fit
Mutated genes
And some bleak posterity
If they end up like me
Just walk away...
Just walk away...
There's been too much violence...
Just walk away...
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Drop me off right here
I can go no further
It seems life's too hard for you
How come I feel like hanging around to win
When it seems you always lose
When you're stuck in the middle
With rejections again
It's time to call your reject friends
And meet me at the bottom of the wishing well range
And talk about an hour of change
And it seems so bad
Yeah, it so bad
Can we rescue ourselves from the former lives we had?
Is it too late?
Is it game over?
Will it get better?
It's better or will it
'Cause
Willy don't got an eye
Willy don't got an eye
He lost it on the Fourth of July
He don't got an eye
Willy don't got an eye
Willy don't got an eye
Things will never be the same 'cause
Willy's on his way
Don't throw sparklers or shoot them through the air
'Cause you never know when it's coming down
Breathtaking Soccer
Can be such a shocker
So try to get away somehow
When all you got is your bike
But Bike Rides are dumb
You gotta take a look inside
And find the secrets to life
Are down at the bottom
Of the underground waterslide
And it seems so bad
Yeah, it so bad
Can we rescue ourselves from the former lives we had?
Is it too late?
Is it game over?
Will it get better?
It's better or will it
'Cause
Willy don't got an eye
Willy don't got an eye
He lost it on the Fourth of July
He don't got an eye
Willy don't got an eye
Willy don't got an eye
Things will never be the same 'cause
Willy's on his way
Can we remember what we've got
Before we open our big mouths
To complain about the things we cannot change?
Instead of always asking why
At least you've got your two good eyes
We could try to find our zone
Or just sit and cry alone
Willy don't got an eye
Willy don't got an eye
He lost it on the Fourth of July
Now he don't got an eye
So don't cry,
Baby!
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I am the Baker
I bake the cake
Make no mistake, I like to bake
Once I discover
My innate behavior
To mix, to make, to bake!
Up in the morning
To start my work
I cannot help wanting to bake a dessert
Like a gladiator
About to meet his fate
I enter my arena, bow my head and start to bake!
You want a cookie?!?
Or Baked Alaska,
Truly, the opus of bakers everywhere.
Flour, Sugar, Milk,
I send out for more
An unsung hero I need no reward
A short vacation I'd like to take
After I bake a chocolate cake
Sometimes It's mighty lonely
When you're all alone
(With a loaf of bread)
But I'm just doing my job
The best that I can
So the children can be fed
(B!)
I am the Baker
(A!)
I bake the cake
(K!)
Make no mistake, I like to bake
(ER!)
Once I discover
(BAKER!)
My innate behavior
(BAKER!)
To mix, to make, to bake!
(BAKER!)
(B!)
I am the Baker
(A!)
I bake the cake
(K!)
You're the decorator and you decorate
(ER!)
You take the credit
(BAKER!)
While I slave away
(BAKER!)
I mixed, I made, I baked!
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- And do you know what the press and everybody is gonna be asking?
- What?
- Who IS Danger Woman?!
If you've seen it once, you'll see it again
I told everyone and all of my friends
Well there she is and she's at it again
And I think it's all over and now:
(You're gonna get it!)
She's hanging off the chopper
And no one's gonna stop her
Don't try and call the doctor
'Cause she's jumpin' around now
Handle bar standing
And flying over canyons
No hands on the landing
Now we're rollin' around on the ground
If you could just believe what you can not see
Well that may be, she may as well be
Well there she is and she's at it again
And I think it's all over and now:
(You're gonna get it!)
She's hanging off the chopper
And nothing's gonna stop her
Don't even call the doctor
'Cause she's jumpin' around now
Handle bar standing
And flying over canyons
No hands on the landing
Now we're rollin' around on the ground
(I can hear her voice from miles away)
(Yo, ATL, where's she at?)
(Yo, yo, where she at, where she at, yo)
Woah, she's flying around in her head
(Danger Woman!)
Woah, Punishing what's left of the WWF
If that's what you want
That's what you get
You want Danger Woman
That's what you want
That's what you get
That's what you want,
You want Danger Woman
Well she's fighting a crime
That's all in her mind
At the Kareoke showdown
Don't try to understand her
The Phantom Highlander
The Songbird Avenger
It's Danger Woman!
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-Mommy?
-Yes Son?
-Where does dirt come from?
-Dirt comes from: The Worms.
-Wow! Awesome!
There is a chipmunk
At the center of the earth
And in his big oven
He bakes his own desserts
He warms the ocean
And from that, life springs forth
Little organisms building trash around the clock
Compost heaps
Or melting pots
For Farmer John's
Smoked Sausage stocks
Worms make the dirt
And the dirt makes the earth
And all of the roots have a place to sleep now
All the chanuks have squash to eat now
Worms make the dirt
And the dirt makes the earth
And people hold hands and feel terrific
Food comes from dirt
It's scientific
Yeah! Wow!
There's so much to learn!
The Sun came from a cave
And it made the clouds go by
(Hi!)
The clouds had a conference
And rain fell from the sky
(Wow!)
Worms got thirsty
From eating too much dirt
(Yeah!)
They came up through the ground
And got eaten by the birds
(Huh?)
Some worms escaped
With their lives
(Oh boy!)
They excreted soil
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Worms make the dirt
And the dirt makes the earth
And all of the roots have a place to sleep now
All the chanuks have squash to eat now
Worms make the dirt
And the dirt makes the earth
And people hold hands and feel terrific
Food comes from dirt
It's scientific
THE MIRACLE OF LIFE IS AWESOME!
AWESOME!
Worms make dirt
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Whos goin for distance
I loved a girl named Sandyface,
She lived outside of town
In a tent made of diapers
In the sand she laid face down
She had a pillow of cactus
And her bed was desert land
I suppose the call her Sandyface
Because her face was covered in sand
And I remember her sandy face
And I remember her sandy smile
That Sandy was the apple
Of many bloodshot eyes
And one day she fell victim
To a sheep in wolf's disguise
They said a man with banana bread
And a beehive on his chin
Sold my love to the Grateful Dead
Stole her land and then cashed in
Yeah,
There's a one-eyed dog
With horns like a yak,
Wax lips and a broken back
His feet in front face the opposite
Of his hind legs in the back
He tried to save that sandy girl
From the city man disease
But was stung to death
By all the pets
Of the man with the beard of bees
Oh, Sandyface
I do recall
Oh, Sandyface
I could not do it all!
Lets go
Up and down here we go come on
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Dr. Rock was on a jog
Saw my dear in the parking lot
Selling grilled cheese sandwiches
In hippy slavery
Dr. Rock tried to free my love
But he had no gun
So he dialed me collect
On 10-10-321
I got the call from Dr. Rock
Raced down to the scene
But Sandy had been swept away
Into the Rainbow Sea
Swim, swim away
Oh, Sandy
Swim so far away from him
Swim far away from this place
Just keep that sand on that face!
But it was too late....
I went back to that stinky place
Where I first met my Sandy, but
Whitey and his beard of bees
Had built a Pizza Hut
So I bought a slice in memory
Poured sand on the cheese
And as I ate
Off that sandy plate
I missed my one-eyed dog
And now it's over
The tide has washed her face
And now it's
Oh Sandyface
I do recall
Oh Sandyface
I could not..
Do it all
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We ride The Wild Sea
And if you want adventure,
It's the place to be
The sea wolves and the giant squids
Are coming up from The Wild Sea
And here's where I'll stay
For ten years and a day
We're on a quest to find hidden treasure
And mystery on The Wild Sea
Now the Sun she's shining for everyone
But we'll set sail and we'll be gone
We're sailing on
We're sailing on
Sailing on and on and on and on
Into the ocean, Into the sun
My boat, A Viking, My dad and me
On The Wild Sea
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la (x2)
Now we're taking on water
In the Dead Dog's Galley
A man overboard everyday
Captured by pirates
In the isle of donuts
Rescued by some maidens
Who then ran away
And here's where we'll be
We never know what we'll see
We can battle ghosts
On the bottom of the ocean
Or ride the waves
Of The Wild Sea
Now the Sun she's shining for everyone
But we'll set sail and we'll be gone
We're sailing on
We're sailing on
Sailing on and on and on and on
Into the ocean, Into the sun
My boat, A Viking, My dad and me
On The Wild Sea
Captain's Log: 1978
We've been on the sea now for over three years
And the unbelievable things we've found and seen,
No man can write.
Things like the discovery of the Purple Pearl of Pinoche,
The mysterious island of Bigfoot Women,
The SeaGhost in the Isle of Dread,
Pirates on the sea - pirates that no man can name -
The underwater bison family . . . and much more . . .
Sailing on and on and on and on
Into the ocean, Into the sun
My boat, A Viking, My dad and me
On The Wild Sea
(La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la la(x2))
Do you hear that son?
That's the voice of the Sirens calling from the sea.
Quick! Put some cloth in your ears!
Don't steer towards the island!
The Wild Sea is calling me
The Wild Sea is calling me
The Wild Sea is calling me
The Wild Sea is calling me
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