| I am just a hunchback |
| And a madman's humble clone |
| I have pondered my existance |
| In a smock and safety goggles |
| Such assurances |
| Are small at best |
| Still, a man guards fears he wants to fear |
| And disregards the rest |
| With the lab my home |
| And my family |
| I was made to be employed |
| In the company of monsters |
| In the chaos of the absent caution |
| Nothing dared |
| Nothing known |
| Know my name is but a number |
| Tribute to the six before |
| Legacy of failures |
| All those clones of yore |
| I say why |
| I say why say, why say why, I say why |
| Why say I say, why say why, I say why say why |
| Seeking dangerous missing monsters |
| I go leaving from the lab |
| But I find no horrors |
| In the basement hall of doors |
| The doctor calls to me |
| "Look under there" |
| Does that make this all a joke |
| Sung 'bout |
| Some monster underwear |
| I say why |
| I say why say, why say why, I say why |
| Why say I say, why say why, I say why say why |
| When I ponder on the matters past |
| And wond'ring where I'm from |
| Chromosome |
| Where the synapse tempers matters |
| Of insanity |
| Sanity |
| Chromosome |
| In the lab room stands a madman |
| And a doctor by his trade |
| There he conjures his assistants |
| With fev'ry drive that gave him muse |
| In madness, when he made me |
| Flipped the axis of my brain |
| Am I saner? Am I saner? |
| Well, it's not for me to say |
| I say why |
| I say why say, why say why, I say why |
| Why say I say, why say why, I say why say why…. |
Songbook - The Secret Memoirs of Dr. GOO
Monday, February 22, 2016
Seven's Song (The Hunchback)
Thursday, October 1, 2015
That Button
| Hey, dig it now |
| Yeah, hey |
| Yeah once I was a smooth grave diggah |
| Diggin' it all night and all day |
| I never had no problems, yeah |
| With extra limbs and organs comin' my way |
| Then I met up with this groovy mad man |
| With funky gadgets that would blow your mind |
| Payin' me a pretty penny (Yes he did) |
| For all the freshest brains that I could find |
| Yeah he had gadgets and gizmos and crazy cool contraptions |
| And just when I saw it, a voice inside my head said |
| What's that button there do, hunchback? |
| Why's that button oh so bright? |
| What's that button there do, hunchback? |
| Press down that button, press that button down until you die |
| 'Til you die? |
| 'Til you die! |
| Oh my |
| Well I tried to stop this feeling |
| Yeah huh, I thought that I was out of my mind |
| How could I be so foolish (how could I) |
| Cause that button's not the pushin' kind |
| Still I had to fight this fever |
| A crazy impulse I can not explain (what did you do) |
| I said "I must go back there" (I've gotta go back) |
| See those buttons still be flashin' the same |
| Yeah he had gadgets and gizmos and crazy cool contraptions |
| And just when I saw it, a voice inside my head said |
| What's that button there do, hunchback? |
| Why's that button oh so bright? |
| What's that button there do, hunchback? |
| Press down that button, press that button down until you die |
| 'Til you die (Yeah) |
| 'Til you die |
| (Gotta press that big red button down!) |
| (Hey, wait a minute) |
| Now first it wasn't easy |
| Come to grips with words in my mind, my hands were gettin' shaky |
| Negotiate my mental decline |
| But now it's so much better (it's so much better) |
| I've taught those voices who gets their way |
| So I went back to that groovy mad man |
| To prove that everything was okay |
| 'Cuz he had gadgets and gizmos and crazy cool contraptions |
| And just when I saw it, a voice inside my head said |
| What's that button there do, hunchback? |
| Press it down with all of your might |
| Press that flashy button hunchback |
| Press down that button, press that button down until you die |
| 'Til you die |
| Yeah, 'til you die |
| The voice said, press that flashy button |
| (Press that flashy button) |
| Press that flashy button |
| (Press that big red flashy button down) |
| Press that flashy button |
| (Press that flashy button) |
| Press that flashy button |
| Press it, press it, press it, won't ya |
| Press that flashy button hunchback |
| Press it down with all of your might, oh yeah |
| Press that flashy button hunchback |
| Press it down with all of your might |
| Press that flashy button hunchback |
| Press it down with all of your might |
| *CLICK* |
| Uh oh… |
Friday, August 28, 2015
Lost: Giant Squirrel
| I lost my monster squirrel |
| That rodent should be easy to find |
| Yeah he's got a fluffy tail |
| He's seven stories high |
| Got cute big bucky teeth like I drew here on this sign |
| Yeah, I got reward upon the sign |
| If you see him you just got to let me know it |
| Phone number's on the bottom, you can call me any time |
| You know I wish I had my giant squirrel |
| Why can't I find my giant squirrel |
| Where can I find a rodent like that? |
| I passed over by the pound |
| It's still standing so he hasn't been found |
| Marines are closing in and their orders are to shoot |
| But bullets bounce right off him so the point is probably moot |
| Yeah, rewards written there on the sign |
| If you see him you just got to telephone it |
| My number's on the bottom, you can call me any time |
| You know I wish I had my giant squirrel |
| Why can't I find my giant squirrel |
| Where can I find a rodent like that? |
| My giant squirrel |
| I wish I had my giant squirrel |
| Where can I find a rodent |
| Where can I find a rodent like that |
| And one more thing you really oughta know That squirrel's a digger, everywhere he goes So if you see ravines or mountains that are new You gotta let me know, it could just be a clue |
| Tell me, why can't I find a rodent like that? |
| You know, I wish I could find my giant squirrel |
| I wish I'd find my giant squirrel |
| Where is my giant squirrel? |
| Where can I find a rodent like that? |
| Where's my giant squirrel |
| I want to find my giant squirrel |
| I want, I want my giant squirrel |
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
I Stomped the City
| I stomped the city |
| But I didn't stomp the doctor's lab |
| I stomped the city |
| But I didn't stomp the doctor's lab |
| Yeah all around the rubble |
| There's hunchbacks with shrinking rays |
| They say I'm the monster they want to nab |
| For the flaten'n of the doctor's lab |
| For the flaten'n of the doctor's lab |
| But I say! |
| I stomped the city |
| Honestly it was a lot of fun |
| I stomped the city |
| Now they're coming with their shrinky ray guns |
| Doctor Goo, well he created me |
| Giant size, and eyes that glow |
| Every time that I stomp something |
| He give me potions that make me grow |
| He give me potions and they make me grow |
| And so |
| I stomped the city |
| It's hard not to when you're this immense |
| What happened to the doctor's lab? |
| I stomped the city |
| But you know they pack those buildings in too dense |
| Freedom came my way one day |
| And I found my way into town |
| All of those buildings crowded all around |
| And so I stomped them down |
| Yeah, I stomped, I stomped, I stomped the town |
| They put those buildings in my way! |
| I stomped the city |
| But I say, I did not stomp the doctor's lab |
| I stomped the city, oh yeah |
| But I didn't stomp the doctor's lab |
Friday, July 3, 2015
Hunchback Rag
| The doctor's labrotory |
| is the setting to our story |
| it's where we spend our ti-i-ime |
| While he's creating creatures |
| mixing mixtures in his beakers |
| we're mopping monster sli-i-ime |
| Cause those monsters that he's making |
| have a hunger there's no slaking |
| and their manners are a mess |
| (oh yes) it's true |
| And their drooly sloppy munchin's |
| and their gruely gloppy crunchin's |
| left a mess of monster goo-oo-oo |
| Your monster's cooo-ooo-ool |
| But it's got a drool-ie prob-lem |
| a crunchin |
| and a munchin |
| and a lunchin |
| * it's not even potty trained I fear * |
| ( -Oh- dear) |
| But now I figure |
| we got a bigger problem |
| That big bad beastie's coming over here! |
| over here, over here, over here?!? |
| When that monster's got the munchies |
| it isn't just a hunch |
| -He's- -Got- |
| hunchbacks on his miiii-iiind |
| Now our knees they are a quaking |
| We're a shivering and shaking |
| -Cuz- -We're- |
| Really in a bind |
| (We're hunchbacks - not lunch snacks!) |
| You Big Bad Beast |
| Go get yourself away |
| Right now! -To-Day!- |
| (Bad monster! Stay!) |
| And now you |
| -See- -We- |
| We got another problem |
| -I'm- -AAA-… |
| fraid we're over-worked and under-paid |
| So, Doc (here) |
| Here we are (with) |
| With our picket signs |
| sign. ^sign. ^^sign. |
| We're strike-ing |
| On strike now |
| It's A-Bout time |
| time. ^time. ^^time. |
| Don't think you'll |
| Get a hunch-back |
| A-Cross our picket LI-IIIIiiiIIII-IIIIiiiiIIII-IIIIIIiiiiIIIIine! |
| Here is a list of our demands. |
| - We find the title hunchback derogatory and henceforth wish to be called: |
| Vertically Challenged Anatomical Aquisition Specialists |
| - We also want obedience school for you-know-who. And a leash. And a muzzle. |
| - Additionally, we would like you to shift your research to monsters that are |
| Small and Cuddly |
| - We also want a Two Dollar and Fifty cent raise |
| - "and a new shovel!" |
| - Yes. And… |
| - "a big one too cuz that monster leaves huge piles of…" |
| - We DEMAND proper chiropractic coverage! |
| - *murmers of agreement from other hunchbacks* |
| - "and a wheelbarrow too!" |
| - and we want some nifty gadgets. It's no fair that you get all the cool stuff to yourself. |
| *quickly from each hunchback* <a jet pack> <a brain swapper> <a holographic postcard maker> <a time machine> <a clapper for the back door porch light> |
Trick Mouse
| I've got a trick - mouse |
| Come Friday night I'm(ii-ya) - gonna show 'em what it's all about |
| Cuz he's a trick - mouse |
| The deck is stacked - cuz that mouse's act |
| ain't holding nothing back |
| Yeah, that's a trick - mouse |
| We put together - this mousey show |
| This is how
the story goes |
| The trick-ee-est mouse - you ever seen |
| Got mousey skills, and lots of fans. Yeah. Yeah. |
| Doing backflips and cartwheels on an itty bitty trampolene |
| Does a flip,
to the floor, what a trick (Yow!) Like a movie scene! |
| Cuz he's a trick - mouse |
| He's teeny tiny - trick it like a big king kong |
| That's a trick - mouse |
| The house is packed - (for) that mouse's act |
| ain't holding
nothing back |
| Pass him a marble - he knows just what to do |
| He'll dribble
it over and make a basket in your shoe! (Hey!) |
| He's a trick - mouse |
| Yeah he wants the cheese, the only cheese |
| Nibblin' the
parmesean (pronounced parm-ma-ka-zhan) |
| He likes the applause, and he likes the praise |
| He gets the crowd all worked into a craze, yeah yeah |
| Climb up my pants leg - and go on out my sleeve |
| He's got the
tricks to trick you out of your cheese |
| Cuz, he's a trick - mouse |
| My whitey tighties better keep that darn thing out |
| He's a trick - mouse |
| The deck is stacked - cuz that mouse's act |
| Ain't holding
nothing back (Yow!) |
| Cheesey
cracker, cheesey crack-Kah! (Repeat x4, end crack-ka-ka-KA) |
| Trick - mouse |
| He's teeny tiny - trick it like a big king kong |
| Cuz he's a trick - mouse |
| Yeah he wants the cheese, the only cheese |
| Nibblin' the
parmesean (pronounced parm-ma-ka-zhan) |
| Cheesey cracker, cheesey crack-Kah! (Repeat x3) |
| Cheesey! |
Zombie Squirrel
| I was driving home, one strange Halloween - and then like a dream |
| Took a turn, by the old walnut tree - and there it was |
| In front of me - much too late - too slow down |
| Tell me why
did the squirrel - cross the road - with that nut - in it's mouth |
| Well I veered to the right - and that squirrel dodged right too |
| Veered to the left - but that squirrel.. did not know.. what to do |
| Then I hit -
felt the bump - heard the sound |
| People always told me - be careful out when you drive |
| And don't go around - running - those - squirrels - down |
| And mother always told me - put on clean underwear |
| Then that squirrel jumped up on my car - and gave me quite a scare |
| (oh mama) |
| Zombie squirrel you got run over |
| Now you are flat - and say that - I took your nut |
| But - my door - is - going to stay shut |
| You say that I took your nut - but my door is going to stay shut |
| (silly
squirreley giggle-chatters) |
| Around the block - and - through - the car wash |
| You held my wiper blade |
| But I couldn't stand - your nutty squirrel demands |
| (For) - al.monds and pe.cans |
| Cause I crushed - the walnut - you had found |
| Look, I a-pol-o-gise |
| For your truly dubious demise |
| and I
(sym-path-ize) sym-path-ize (yeah) |
| But I don't have your nut! |
| Gas tank nearing empty - I knew what had to be |
| Turned around - traveled back - crashed into that tree! |
| And the nuts began a-falling |
| From the sky but not in time (oh) |
| For I crushed - the walnut - you had found |
| eee eee nutty
nut yummy yummy nut nut (in squirrely voice) |
| People always told me to pack along some spare cashews |
| In case a zombie squirrel ever came around |
| But that squirrel came chatty closer |
| In that moment, then I knew |
| That there was nothing I could do |
| Now it wanted macaroons |
| Nut nutty cookie please (in squirrely voice) |
| Zombie squirrel you got run over. Zombie squirrel you got run over |
| You say that I took your nut |
| Zombie squirrel you got run over. Zombie squirrel you got run over |
| You say that I took your nut - but my door is going to stay shut |
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