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My Crocktry Tis of Thee
03:22
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I am the crocodile
I am the mayor of Crocodopolis
I mean, the king, I’m the king of that
That place
Long ago, someone lied and then we cried
And now it’s like...nothing matters
So we cry and eat and eat and cry
And I feel the pain, yes
I cry and I eat
Ask not what your croc can do for you
But what you can do for your croctry
We will put a croc-man on the croc-moon
For my name isn’t John F. Crocerdy
And I will weep with happiness
When I see those spry, young croc-men
Or women! Or croc-women bounce around
On the croc-moon, too soon, not soon enough
Good night and party on
Marily Croc-roe standing on a grate
It’ll be great, it’ll be great, wouldn’t it be great
It’ll be great, wouldn’t it be great
Country croc, out in the farm
Tilling the soil of the crocs
Maybe we’ll all grow some crocodedrons
Or a croc-nado or a croc-melon
Or some corn on the croc
Maybe we’ll go down and play the tub bass
Washtub bass, the croc
We’ll wear crocorals and it’ll be hot
Hot croc soup for dinner tonight
Hot croc soup for dinner tomorrow night
Hot croc soup for breakfast the day after
I must go now for I need to weep a thousand tears
For a thousand years where we’ve been called liars
But they started the fires
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You’re a woman, I’m a horse
And I love you, yes, of course
You’re a woman, I’m a horse
So let’s burn down the dance floor
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Everybody Chicken
01:45
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Achoo! Been thinkin’ ‘bout you
I’m walkin’ through the city
And I’m lookin’ mighty pretty
Achoo! Been thinkin’ ‘bout you
I don’t wanna be a dingbat
I thought I’d buy a new hat
Achoo! Been thinkin’ ‘bout you
When it’s on the street
I buy cold meat
Achoo! Been thinkin’ ‘bout you
Can’t stop buying stuff
Gotta get some new snuff!
Gotta shop
Can’t stop
Gotta shop
Can’t stop
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A Sack of Wooden Nickels
01:09
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I got a sack of wooden nickels
Yakkity yak, yakkity yak
But they ain’t worth a dime
Ain’t worth jack, ain’t worth jack
I think I’d rather have a pickle
Snackity snack, snackity snack
I say it all the time
Tickity tack, tickity tack
I got a sack of wooden nickels
Hey, have you seen my wife?
Goddam this sack of wooden nickels
Hey, have you seen my wife?
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“Friends, Romans, countrymen,
Lend me your ears.
These two men have offended the Republic
With their questionable research and their
One star review on iTunes.
The punishment: death by mortal combat.
Fight!”
It was a heck of a show
A hell of a fight
But who’s the guy that stuffed you full of bread tonight?
Caesar, Caesar
So generous, he’s hard to miss, Caesar!
You can be a working jerk on any other day
Lucky you your ruler loves a Roman holiday
Caesar, Caesar
Hey that’s me!
Caesar, Caesar
Do go on!
He’s ten feet tall, he rules ‘em all
Caesar!
Hey, did you see that tiger?
This show keeps getting hotter
Like a great big ball of fire
People I ain’t asking for much
Just don’t rise up and kill all of us
Especially me!
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Welcome ghouls, I’m Vlad you made it
The zombies are here, they’re annoying as shit
Frankenstein is sitting on my wife
Jack the Ripper is bitching ‘cause he lost his knife
Annoying Monster Dinner Party!
Annoying Monster Dinner Party!
Annoying Monster Dinner Party!
Annoying Monster Dinner Party!
Dracula showed up late again
The Wolfman’s howling that he’s got no friends
I told the Creature from the Black Lagoon
That he drinks too much at the Swamp Saloon
Annoying Monster Dinner Party!
Annoying Monster Dinner Party!
Annoying Monster Dinner Party!
Annoying Monster Dinner Party!
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Rat King King Rat
02:16
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I’m down in the dumps
‘Cause I’m tied to these chumps
I’m a rat king
My girl hit the bricks
‘Cause I made her sick
I’m a rat king
I know I’ve got the gusto
My fate is that I musto be a king rat
I close my eyes and see
That the throne was meant for me
I am King Rat
Who do you think you are?
You’re a rat king
Don’t you forget about us
We’re a rat king
It’s your turn to scratch the fungus
Rat king fungus
You don’t have what it takes to be a king rat
How about that?
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Human garbage is not allowed
How do you say "head" in French?
It's ocean guy business time and I'm stuck...
In the Mariana Skunk Trench!
Crossing the line
Into the edge of light
I'm hungry for death, still,
Don't wanna get an Irish guy upset
Onion medallions and cream
I'm the ghost of smells-to-be
Onion medallions and cream
I'm the ghost of smells-to-be
Tell your son that FDR was a shellback!
Tell your son that FDR was a shellout—a sell out!
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On a cold winter’s night
When the mill turns out the lights
I’ll be there at the bar
You know I will be first
Because I’ve got the first
I’m a dog at the bar
I’m here with two friends
But we’re looking for some men
We’re three dogs at the bar
Tonight we’re gonna drown our sorrows
The sign says free beer tomorrow
So if you think you’re gonna get cold
You better do as you’re told
Pick up these three dogs from the bar
The twist to this song is that we’ve all been dogs all along
It’s a world full of dogs
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Song Before A Party
01:58
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When I was a little boy
My daddy said you gonna be
A big man some day
A big boy man man some day
But I just got tall, I'm not really a
Man at all, I'm just a ratboy down in the hole
A ratboy down in the hole
You can call me insane
Just don't call me Hussein
Ratboy is the name
Ratboy is the name
So hey my brother
I know you can't understand me
All you hear is squeak squeak squeak
All you hear is cheese more cheese cheese please
Just look into my eyes
You'll see you've got the wrong guy
Oh god, I kind of look like him
We don't have mirrors in rat-world
If you think I'm Saddam
Just call up my Mom
She'll say you've got it wrong
She'll say you've got it wrong
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Down In The Goop
01:55
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I spent a long day in the military
With a bull frog
A bull frog baby
I'm standing near the kitchen
With a sweet tooth
Jiggling the doorknob
Knocking on the door
The chef was out of town
So we started chowing down
On that ice cream
That sweet cream baby
Just then I turned around
'Cause I heard that awful sound
Of the sergeant stomping on the floor
"Well what do we have here
A couple of pigs?
You can't sit around all day
eating clown food!
You're going down in the goop
For a couple of scoops!
Down in the goop, couple of scoops"
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Don't Be An Idiom Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Don't Be An Idiom is a Philadelphia-based podcast that explores the origin stories of common phrases and idioms. At the conclusion of every episode, the boys create a song or skit inspired by the episode. Now, for the first time ever, they are collected here in their entirety. Enjoy and please visit Spotify or Apple Podcasts to check out Don't Be An Idiom! ... more
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