Stinkfoot (Live 1974)

歌詞

In the dark (Wow) Where all the fevers grow (All night) Under the water (Water) Where the shark bubbles blow (Wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh) In the mornin' (Mornin') By yer radio (Radio! Giddyup!) Do the walls close in t' suffocate ya (Yeah, they do) You ain't got no friends... An' all the others: they hate ya Does the life you been livin' gotta go, hmmm? Well, lemme straighten you out About a little Russian restaurant I know... (Oh, yeah) Get yer shoes 'n socks on people, It's right aroun' the corner! (Well...) Out through the night an' the whispering breezes To the place where they keep the Imaginary Diseases Out through the night an' the whispering breezes To the place where they keep the Imaginary Diseases... Now scientists call this disease Bromidrosis (That's right!) And well they should (Sure 'nuff) Even Napoleon knows that But us regular folks Who might wear a tennis shoe Or an occasional python boot Know this exquisite little inconvenience By the name of: STINK FOOT Y'know, my python boot is too tight (POOOH!) I couldn't get it off last night (POOOH!) A week went by, an' now it's July I finally got it off An' my girl-friend cry "You got STINK FOOT! STINK FOOT, darlin' Your STINK FOOT puts the hurts on my nose! STINK FOOT! STINK FOOT! I ain't lyin' (No way!) Can you rinse it off, d'you suppose?" Here Fido... Here Fido... Here Fido... bring the slippers, little puppy Yes, that's a good dog, yes! "Arf, arf, arf!" Sick... FZ: And now, ladies and gentlemen, we have a song for you about flying saucers. This song is going to be sung for you by George, and the name of the song is "Inca Roads".