Ice killed our slide there's no kinder fat puss here
I maul a nun armourless
Wet beef fry farm a wafer ear
Fun fun fun in the sun sun sun
I want tool hire sheep wrecks and curl my toes
Dripping french mangle shoes
Cold fresh gnomes, wriggling in my nose
Fun fun fun in the sun sun sun
Ice cold root beer I'm snowblinded out of fear
Eyeball a goat on a fence
Plaintive cry for a maiden dear
Bum, no fun, she's a nun, nun, nun.
One toothfairy she picks a coalman's nose
Licking fluff from his shoes
Four French maids giggling in my room
FUN FUN FUN, and more FUN FUN FUN.
It is, verily, cool yonder, the lifeblood of the Earth is absent,
And I, within, am solitary (or so it seemeth, tho' others be near)
The longing in my soul is for the movement of the swallow,
O! That it should carry me unto places far off.
Frivolity at daybreak,
Merriment in the heat of noon.
Envision mine self, spreadeagled,
Cast ashore, giddy yet in slumber!
O! That I could sup on the newly gathered
bounty of the mango,
Mine feet soothed as e'en the lesser shining piscine
Feasts thereof
Frolicking in solar radience,
Mirth before dusk,
Sport e'er sunset cometh,
Fun in the sun.
That's the Shakespearian version, by the way. I'm having a little trouble singing along though, doesn't seem to quite fit the tune...
Sea?
It's golden fried, it's roast tiny antlers, dear
A lemon sole, old or fresh
Give me five carbonated beers
One won ton in a bun, bun, bun
A custard pie, crispbaked and luminous
Pinky red gammon soup
Cold swiss rolls dribbling out of bowls
Crumbs, crumbs, crumbs by the ton, ton, ton
In Colditz Hide, two large fluffy pink reindeer
I'm going home, for a rest
Toasters cry, when there isnt any beer
Run Run Run, theres a piano falling from the sky and it weighs a ton ton ton
(Sing this bit real fast to fit it in)
I might not fly, without kippers 'tween my toes
Clinging fish, mangled moose
Cloister is, wiggling 'gainst a post
Gun Gun Gun, up the Rabbit's bum!
Waffle
I hold my side,
Down my face rolls a tear.
Kipper jokes are the best!
Let me take long walks off short piers,
Pun, pun, pun, then I run, run, run.
Catch my line? Are not anchovies gross?
Eating trout a la creme.
Fishing pole...what the hell's a shoal?!
Pun, pun, pun, then I run, run, run.
Pun, pun, pun, then I run, run, run...
Elliedra
I'm scolding flies, bemoan lice and gnats in beer
I'm mauling Rome for your chest
Goat meats fry, fart a whale and pier
Yum! Dim sum in a slum slum slum
Taiwan fruit lines, Chris bakes a tome on toast
Bring the Feds, hang those moose
Old Trish scores, Dibbley/Cat? Who knows?
Cum cum cum on her bum bum bum
Dumb, dumb, dumb, so I'll run, run run...
It scald haute sighed, dare snow kinder hat my sphere
Eye maul a loan, mower lass
Late me lie, for a weigh frog mirror
Phone phone phone, inner son son son
Eye vaunt tool eye, sheep rack Dan comma toes
Blinking flash man, go Jews!
Galled fiche coals, niblick eat mite hose
Phone phone phone, inner son son son
Steve Kelley
Eats coal doubts eyed, dare snow blinder rat mice fear
I mull a lawn mower lass
Bet beef lye, for a wafer mirror
Pun pun pun, it's a grunnion run (Trust me, it's a California thing)
Iron tool eye, sheer rockin' kharma toast
Shrinking Frenchmen, no Jews
Cold knish rolls, kibbled omelet toast
Egg foo yung, on a bun bun bun
Steve Kelley
Um... according to a friend of mine with an IQ of 6000, the lyrics read as follows:
Hull Temperature: 4 degrees Kelvin; External Pressure: 0 torr
Crew complement: 1 human
Set course for Earth and engage light drive
Let A$="Fun"
Let B$="Sun"
For n=1 to 2
Print A$;A$;A$;"in the ";B$;B$;B$
Next n
Suffering post-traumatic stress syndrome
Imbibing extract of Mangifera indica
Schools of Carassius auratus biting my phalanges
For n=1 to 2
Print A$;A$;A$;"in the ";B$;B$;B$
Next n
Marc Brutschy
The lyrics are completely misunderstood
The argument just won't die
Let me try to add my two cents
Drag it on, on and on
Drag it on, on and on
Now for the line we're all confused about
Listen close, here it comes
Glodfrakes moles fripniks phlysnows
Now you know how it goes
Now you know how it goes
OK, so maybe not the best one, but it captures the _feeling_ of the whole thing, doesn't it? ;)
Jeremy Keyes