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11-17-2004, 12:27 PM
The Garbage Man Can
Performed by the whole cast
Potsie: Who can take your trash out,
Stomp it down for you,
Shake the plastic bag and do the twisty thingie do?
The Garbage Man!
Richie and Ralph: Oh, the Garbage Man Can!
Richie, Potsie and Ralph: The Garbage Man can
And he does it with a smile
And never judges you
Lori Beth: Who can take this diaper?
Fonzie: I don't mind at all!
Howard: Who can clean me up before the big policeman's ball?
The Garbage Man!
Chachi and Fonzie: Yes, the Garbage Man can!
Potsie, Ralph, Richie and Chachi:The sanitation folks
Are jolly friendly blokes,
Courteous and easygoing
Ralph: They'll mop up when you're over flowin'
Potsie: And tell you when your ass is showing!
Joanie: Who can?
Marion: Who can?
Chachi: Who can?
Fonzie: Who can?
All male cast members: The Garbage Man can
All female cast members: 'Cause he's Homer Simpson, man,
All cast members: He cleans the world for you!
Seņor Burns
Performed by the Band
Wounds won't last long
But an insulting song,
Burns will always carry with him
So, I'll settle my score
On the salsa floor
With this vengeful, Latin rhythm!
Burns!
Con el corazon de perro,
Seņor Burns!
El diablo con dinero!
It may not surprise you
But all of us despise you,
Please die, and fry
In hell, you rotten, rich, old wretch,
Adios, Viejo!
Who Needs the Kwik-E-Mart?
Performed by Potsie, Ralph, Richie, Lori Beth and Jennifer
Potsie: Whether igloo, hut or lean-to
Or a geodesic dome,
There's no structure I have been to
Which I'd rather call my home...
When I first arrived, you were all such jerks
But now I've come to love your quirks,
Maggie with her eyes so bright,
Marge with hair by Frank Lloyd Wright,
Lisa can philosophize,
Bart's adept at spinning lies,
Homer's a delightful fella,
Sorry 'bout the salmonella
Who needs the Kwik-E-Mart?
Now here's the tricky part,
Oh, won't you rhyme with me?
Who needs the Kwik-E-Mart?
Lori Beth: Their floors are sticky-mart,
Jennifer: They made Dad sicky-mart,
Ralph: Let's hurl a bricky-mart,
Richie: That Kwik-E-Mart is real - d'oh!
Altogether: Who needs the Kwik-E-mart?
Potsie: Not me!
Ralph, Richie, Lori Beth and Jennifer: Forget the Kwik-E-mart,
Goodbye to Kwik-E-mart,
Who needs the Kwik-E-mart?
Potsie: Not me!
Capital City
Performed by Warren 'Potsie' Weber
There's a swingin' town I know called Capital City,
People stop and scream hello in Capital City,
It's the kind of place that makes a bum feel like a king
And it makes a king feel like some nutty cuckoo super king
It's against the law to frown in Capital City,
You'll giggle like a stupid clown
When you chance to see 4th Street and D!
Once you get a whiff of it, you'll never want to roam
From Capital City my home sweet swingin' home
We're Happy Just the Way We Are
Performed by Potsie, Ralph, Richie, Lori Beth, Jennifer and Fonzie
Potsie: Around the house, I never lift a finger,
As a husband and father, I'm sub-par,
I'd rather drink a beer than win father of the year,
I'm happy with things the way they are
Richie: I'm getting used to never getting noticed,
Ralph: I'm stuck here until I can steal a car
Lori Beth: The house is still a mess
And I'm going bald from stress
Potsie, Ralph and Richie: But we're happy just the way we are!
Fonzie: They're not perfect but the Lord says love thy neighbour,
Potsie: Shut up, Flanders,
Fonzie: Okely-dokely-doo
Jennifer: Don't think it's sour grapes
But you're all a bunch of apes
And so I must be leaving you
Mental House Rock
Performed by Warren 'Potsie' Weber
Doctors threw a party at the looney bin,
Gotta be crazy if you wanna get in,
Napolean is playing his imaginary sax,
The dance foor is filling up with maniacs
Lets rock, do the mental house rock,
Lets rock, do the mental house rock,
If you don't dance with the doc,
He'll give you an electric shock,
Zap Zap Zap!
Lets rock, do the mental house rock,
Lets rock, do the mental house rock,
If you don't dance with the doc,
He'll give you an electric shock,
Zap Zap Zap!
Will anyone please tell me what they think of these lyrics please with donuts and beer and pork rinds and... oh my god, I sound like Prof. Frink from The Simpsons.
Performed by the whole cast
Potsie: Who can take your trash out,
Stomp it down for you,
Shake the plastic bag and do the twisty thingie do?
The Garbage Man!
Richie and Ralph: Oh, the Garbage Man Can!
Richie, Potsie and Ralph: The Garbage Man can
And he does it with a smile
And never judges you
Lori Beth: Who can take this diaper?
Fonzie: I don't mind at all!
Howard: Who can clean me up before the big policeman's ball?
The Garbage Man!
Chachi and Fonzie: Yes, the Garbage Man can!
Potsie, Ralph, Richie and Chachi:The sanitation folks
Are jolly friendly blokes,
Courteous and easygoing
Ralph: They'll mop up when you're over flowin'
Potsie: And tell you when your ass is showing!
Joanie: Who can?
Marion: Who can?
Chachi: Who can?
Fonzie: Who can?
All male cast members: The Garbage Man can
All female cast members: 'Cause he's Homer Simpson, man,
All cast members: He cleans the world for you!
Seņor Burns
Performed by the Band
Wounds won't last long
But an insulting song,
Burns will always carry with him
So, I'll settle my score
On the salsa floor
With this vengeful, Latin rhythm!
Burns!
Con el corazon de perro,
Seņor Burns!
El diablo con dinero!
It may not surprise you
But all of us despise you,
Please die, and fry
In hell, you rotten, rich, old wretch,
Adios, Viejo!
Who Needs the Kwik-E-Mart?
Performed by Potsie, Ralph, Richie, Lori Beth and Jennifer
Potsie: Whether igloo, hut or lean-to
Or a geodesic dome,
There's no structure I have been to
Which I'd rather call my home...
When I first arrived, you were all such jerks
But now I've come to love your quirks,
Maggie with her eyes so bright,
Marge with hair by Frank Lloyd Wright,
Lisa can philosophize,
Bart's adept at spinning lies,
Homer's a delightful fella,
Sorry 'bout the salmonella
Who needs the Kwik-E-Mart?
Now here's the tricky part,
Oh, won't you rhyme with me?
Who needs the Kwik-E-Mart?
Lori Beth: Their floors are sticky-mart,
Jennifer: They made Dad sicky-mart,
Ralph: Let's hurl a bricky-mart,
Richie: That Kwik-E-Mart is real - d'oh!
Altogether: Who needs the Kwik-E-mart?
Potsie: Not me!
Ralph, Richie, Lori Beth and Jennifer: Forget the Kwik-E-mart,
Goodbye to Kwik-E-mart,
Who needs the Kwik-E-mart?
Potsie: Not me!
Capital City
Performed by Warren 'Potsie' Weber
There's a swingin' town I know called Capital City,
People stop and scream hello in Capital City,
It's the kind of place that makes a bum feel like a king
And it makes a king feel like some nutty cuckoo super king
It's against the law to frown in Capital City,
You'll giggle like a stupid clown
When you chance to see 4th Street and D!
Once you get a whiff of it, you'll never want to roam
From Capital City my home sweet swingin' home
We're Happy Just the Way We Are
Performed by Potsie, Ralph, Richie, Lori Beth, Jennifer and Fonzie
Potsie: Around the house, I never lift a finger,
As a husband and father, I'm sub-par,
I'd rather drink a beer than win father of the year,
I'm happy with things the way they are
Richie: I'm getting used to never getting noticed,
Ralph: I'm stuck here until I can steal a car
Lori Beth: The house is still a mess
And I'm going bald from stress
Potsie, Ralph and Richie: But we're happy just the way we are!
Fonzie: They're not perfect but the Lord says love thy neighbour,
Potsie: Shut up, Flanders,
Fonzie: Okely-dokely-doo
Jennifer: Don't think it's sour grapes
But you're all a bunch of apes
And so I must be leaving you
Mental House Rock
Performed by Warren 'Potsie' Weber
Doctors threw a party at the looney bin,
Gotta be crazy if you wanna get in,
Napolean is playing his imaginary sax,
The dance foor is filling up with maniacs
Lets rock, do the mental house rock,
Lets rock, do the mental house rock,
If you don't dance with the doc,
He'll give you an electric shock,
Zap Zap Zap!
Lets rock, do the mental house rock,
Lets rock, do the mental house rock,
If you don't dance with the doc,
He'll give you an electric shock,
Zap Zap Zap!
Will anyone please tell me what they think of these lyrics please with donuts and beer and pork rinds and... oh my god, I sound like Prof. Frink from The Simpsons.