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 Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the 
stairs in the
 corner of the basement half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait 
shop
 You know the place
 well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just 
peachy
 Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
 My mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast
 Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut
 Every single mornin
 It wa driving me crazy
 I said to my mom
 I said "Hey, mom, what's with all the sauerkraut?"
 And my dear, sweet mother
 She just looked at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train
 And she leaned right down next to me
 And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU"
 And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth
 And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a  half
years old
 That's when I swore that someday
 Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far  away
place
 Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root  beer
 And the towels are oh so fluffy
 Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
 And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel
 Wacka wacka doodoo yeah
 Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream  came
true
 Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest
 To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard 
Nimoy's butt
 I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize
 That's right, a first class one-way ticket to
 Albuquerque
 Albuquerque
 Oh yeah
 You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before
 And I gotta tell ya, it was really great
 Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with 
excruciatingly
 severe body odor
 And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time
 The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts
 And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore
 And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out
 And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside
 And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died
 Except for me
 You know why?
 'Cause I had my tray table up
 And my seat back in the full upright position
 Had my tray table up
 And my seat back in the full upright position
 Had my tray table up
 And my seat back in the full upright position
 Ah ha ha ha
 Ah ha ha
 Ahhhh
 So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage
 I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days
 Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag
 And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball
 And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel
 But finally I arived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
 Where the towels are oh so fluffy
 And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
 It's OK, they're clean
 Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C
 And I turned on the SpectraVision
 And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow
 That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the  door
 Well now, who could that be?
 I say "Who is it?"
 No answer
 "Who is it?"
 There's no answer
 "WHO IS IT?"
 They're not sayin' anything
 So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected
 It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and  only
one nostril
 Oh man, I hate it when I'm right
 So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
 And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"
 "That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"
 And he's like "Tough"
 And I'm like "Give it"
 And he's like "Make me"
 And I'm like "'Kay"
 So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus
 And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows
 And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation
 Yes indeed, you better believe it
 And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the  hook
 And twenty seconds later, I heard a farmiliar voice
 And you know what it said?
 I'll tell you what it said
 It said
 "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
 "If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
 "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
 "If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
 In Albuquerque
 Albuquerque
 Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel
 But I made a a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest
 I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was  brought
to justice
 But first, I decided to buy some donuts
 So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop
 And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter
 And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"
 I said "You got any glazed donuts?"
 He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts"
 I said "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
 He said "No, we're outta jelly donuts"
 I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"
 He said "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"
 I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"
 He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls"
 I said "You got any apple fritters?"
 He said "No, we're outta apple fritters"
 I said "You got any bear claws?"
 He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"
 "No, we're outta bear claws"
 I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?"
 He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving,  crazed
weasels"
 I said "OK, I'll take that"
 So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out
 And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over
 (rabid gnawing sounds)
 Oh man, they were just going nuts
 They were tearin' me apart
 You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty  started
goin' through my
 head"
 I believe it went a little something like this . . .
 Doh
 Get 'em off me
 Get 'em off me
 Oh
 No, get 'em off, get 'em off
 Oh, oh God, oh God
 Oh, get 'em off me
 Oh, oh God
 Ah, (more screaming)
 I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my 
face
 Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'
 Like a constipated weiner dog
 And as luck wouls have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of  my
dreams
 Her name was Zelda
 She was a caligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the  color
of strained
 peaches
 I'll never forget the first thing she said to me.
 She said "Hey, you've got weasels on your face"
 That's when I knew it was true love
 We were inseperable after that
 Aw, we ate together, we bathed together
 We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss
 The world was our burrito
 So we got married and we bought us a house
 And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and Superfly
 Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah
 But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
 She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record  Club?"
 I said "Woah, hold on now, baby"
 "I'm just not ready for that kinda commitment"
 So we broke up and I never saw her again
 But that's just the way things go
 In Albuquerque
 Albuquerque
 Anyway, things really started lookin' upi for me
 Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream
 That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler
 I even made employee of the month after I put that grease fire out  with my
face
 Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that
 I was gettin' a lot of attitude
 OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot
 Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil
 When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the  stairs all
by himself
 So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
 And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
 "No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"
 So I did
 And then he gets all indignant on me
 He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"
 Well, that's just great
 How was I supposed to know that?
 I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud
 Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy
 So what's he complaining about?
 Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote
 This guy comes up to me on the street and says he hasn't had a bit in 
three days
 Well, I knew what he meant
 But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein
 And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over
 And I'm like "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?"
 But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and  screaming
 (screaming sounds) 
 You know, just completely missing the irony of the whole situation
 Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?
 Anyway, um, um, where was I?
 Kinda lost my train of thought
 Uh, well, uh, OK
 Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it
 But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is
 I hate sauerkraut
 That's all I'm really tryin' to say
 And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
 And find yourself in an existential quandry
 Full of loathing and self-doubt
 And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless 
existence
 At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
 Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up universe of ours
 There's still a little place called
 Albuquerque
 Albuquerque
 Albuquerque, Albuquerque
 Albuquerque, Albuquerque
 Albuquerque, Albuquerque
 Albuquerque, Albuquerque
 I said "A" (A)
 "L" (L)
 "B" (B)
 "U" (U)
 "querque" (querque)
 Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
 Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
 Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
 Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
 Albuquerque
 (belch)
    • sung by your darling Heather-poet, i love you always forever ;)

 Down by the bay
 where the watermelons grow
 back to my home
 i dare not go
 for if i do
 my mother will say
 "did you ever see a whale 
 with a polka dot tail?"
 Down by the bay
 down by the bay
 where the water melons.....
 "did you ever see llamas
 wearing pajamas?"
 down by the bay (make up lots of other silly verses)

Tradtional nonsense song sung to victor by franny because he's silly and she misses him.


two songs that remind me of victor

 sit on my face, and tell me that you love me!
 I'll sit on your face and tell you I love you, too!
 I love to hear you oralize, 
 when I'm between your thighs, 
 you blow me away! 
 sit on my face and let my lips embrace you!
 I'll sit on your face and then I'll love you truly!
 life can be fine, if we both sixty-nine!
 and we'll sit on our faces and all sorts of places
 and play til we're blown away! 

what do you want me to do, dress in drag and do the hula?

  
     Luau!
     If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meat
     Eat my buddy Pumbaa here because he is a treat
     Come on down and dine
     On this tasty swine
     All you have to do is get in line
     Aaaare you achin'
     (Yup, yup, yup)
     Foooor some bacon?
     (Yup, yup, yup)
     Heeee's a big pig
     (Yup, yup)
     You could be a big pig too.
     Oy!
 

(I wasn't actually going to write on this page... but I gave in. sang to victor by jessica.)

make that THREE songs.

hat shaped hat by ani difranco, of course

 
 in walked a man in the shape of a man
 holding a hat-shaped hat
 and he held up two fingers and said "how many fingers?"
 and i said, "peace man, that's where it's at."
 i said, you are what you do in order to
 prevent becoming what you're busy not doing
 and if you do do it truly 
 and you arive at it newly
 then in the end you are absolved
 and the problem of heaven is solved
 and the man broke into a smile
 like he was breaking into song
 and he was broken and smiling and I was singing along
 and we compleed agretely about most things
 'til the sun set sweetly like it does in those paintings
 the ones they hang in the hotel rooms
 the ones they bolt to the walls
 as if anyone would want to steal them at all
 and we talked like children without breathing
 until i stopped this lady as she was leaving
 and i said, excuse me
 but do you know what time it would be
 if we were on mars?
 and she held up her hand
 like a crossing guard stopping the cars
 a nd she said
 five in the morning
 in walked a man in the shape of a man holding a hat-shaped hat

love you, veeeeeecktoor. haha. l, jess


 They're coming to take me away, ha-ha
 They're coming to take me away
 Ho-ho, he-he, ha-ha
 To the funny farm, 
 Where life is beautiful all the time
 And I'll be happy to see those nice young 
 Men in their clean white coats and 
 They're coming to take me away, ha-haaa!
 
 To the happy home with trees and flowers
 And chirping birds and basket weavers
 Who sit and smile and twiddle
 Their thumbs and toes and
 They're coming to take me away, ha-haaa!!!

--sung by Marina

 
 And the sign said "Long-haired freaky people need not apply"
 So I tucked my hair up under my hat and I went in to ask him why
 He said, "You look like a fine upstanding young man, I think you'll do"
 So I took off my hat, I said "Imagine that! Me workin' for you!"

--from this weird '70s song Marina heard on the radio which made her think of that Long Haired Freak

 
 
 
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