From: marmelmm@dunx1.ocs.drexel.edu (Major Matt Mason) Subject: Re: ``The World of the Goons'' Lyrics In article <2ll5tu$d78@ccu2.auckland.ac.nz>, russells@ccu1.auckland.ac.nz (Russell Street) wrote: > For those who are interested... Needle nardle noo... > to this stuff for two hours solid!) Any corrections, suggestions > for what they actually said/sung/mumbled etc can be sent to me > in a brown paper parcel. I will scurtinize them with an > intense scrut and make the necessary adjustments. Hokay, allow this 'umble Hern some comments: > Wirey Twerp, Wirey Twerp -- long may his memories remain This, of course, was a reference to Wyatt Earp, famous Western sherrif-type fellow much lampooned in the 1950s and recently Kurt Russelized. > (to horse) Woe, woe there, woe! Should be 'Whoa'. > If your turning pimply and your knees are turning blue If you're... > Almost with out warning will be Eeh! Oh! Ah! Oh! Ooh! Without > Write on the folder: Just Eeh! Ah! Oh! Ooh! Written on the folder (?) > But if I don't like the rhymn that you have written Rhyme > (Sellers/Thynee) This could mean the big time! Would this refer to Ali Ben Thynee, well known Welsh peddler of Irish afghans? > Who's never appeared with Russell Harety Russell Hardy. > (Milligan/Moriarty) The reason is this: I was out on the I was off on a > (Sellers/Bloodnok) A noble man from old Bohemia Nobleman. > Whose daughter was christined Ufemia (??) Euphemia > With sankers and tamed Ufelia (????????) With chancres and haemiophilia! > (All) That was a wonderful rhyme -- fright us a snagging or two (???) Sing us another one, do! > (Sellers/Bloodnok) Right in the old Niagras Niagaras. > Because she said she felt courting (?) Because she said she felt hot in 'em. > Now he cleans all the shoes of the Goldersgreen Jews Calder's Green (?) > (Milligan/Indian1) There was a young man called Gandi Ghandi. > When your drowning in the water of a shark infested bay You're. > (Bloodnok) No -- he's doing bird as well. Mystro Maestro. > Clamber in my heads, Fred I always heard this as "Clambottom, my head-Fred." > I've no way of manefesting Manifesting > Because I trust you to. Trust you, too. > S: Gratifiy your wim, Jim. Gratify a whim, Jim. > And I do not like explosions that blow me back to Plysmouth (?) Back to Christmas (I think) > B: Oh tar Oh, ta! (Cockney for 'thanks!' I used to think he said 'Low tar!') > They kiss and caress as he tendely sighs Tenderly. > dear old fashioned Russian sattelite moon Satellite . > Comrades! Just dance with joy, while we are all still alive Just dance and jive, while we are all still alive > There is a Russian sattelite moon of Arkinsor, Mr President Over Arkansor (Arkansas; coincidentally, this is where Clinton's from!) > Mr Presely: hit 'em heavy Presley. > Company shun! To the height! (?) By the right, number! Eyes right! (I think) > You've got to march with a Marlyn Monroose way Marilyn Monroe sway > It is a Major Dennis Bloodnok Rock'n'Roll Call rumba Rhumba. > It's the dance they do Midrasica Fango-Tango (??) It's the dance they do from Spain to Pango-Pango > Minnie: Stop! Stop! Stop that cymbal naughty record-type music Sinful naughty > I beg you, you georgous wanton. Give me some small token Gorgeous. > If you want to earn a necessary tanner Tenner. > I'm Walking Backward For Christmas Your lyrics break off after this (you can't get the wood, you know). Anyway, hope this helps, and sausage! ============================================================================= M. Mitchell Marmel | Co-Chaircritter, Alt.Tasteless Drexel University | Awards Committee, 1993 Department of Materials Engineering | *I CAN BE BOUGHT!* Fibrous Materials Research Laboratory | marmelmm@dunx1.ocs.drexel.edu =============================================================================