Post by Ocky on May 30, 2004 5:59:16 GMT -5
Professor Nutbars House Of Treats
C’mon kiddies gather round. who’s your foremost friend in town?
From main to maple the name resounds, professor nutbutter.
He’s the one, the humble one, the barkley county prodigal son.
Here to serve only you, professor nutbutter.
At old nutbutter’s house of treats from jellied jams to sacks of
Sweets,
There’s creamy and nutatious spreads for all.
Chemist, master of entomology the professor for a modest fee
Will cure what ails you, guaranteed professor nutbutter.
It’s alright, don’t fear the worm.
C’mon kiddies don’t be shy be youthful til the day you die.
The man the myth, the magic of professor nutbutter.
He’s the one the only one the meeklybville prodigal son.
Here to help us with ourselves, professor nutbutter
It’s alright to fear the worm.
[it’s all right to fear the worm. the worm, the worm is our friend.
Um, but not all of the properties of the worm can be, uh, fully,
Fully, well, appreciated by the, uh, the human body itself, but, um
It’s, it’s, it’s, it’s ok to, to fear the worm. um, i, myself, have
Had no, uh, problems with the worm but in a certain situation, uh, i
Would feel like, what, what, uh, ramifications, um, could occur? uh,
There’s, there’s really no need to, uh, to fear much of anything, you
Know. fear of the, fear of the temptation is a, more, probably, more,
More, appropriate word in this particular scenario. um, the, uh,
Well, it, depends on what you want, I suppose. it really depends on,
On what you want.
Oh also WYNONA’S BIG BROWN BEAVER - Primus
Wynona’s got herself a big brown beaver
And she shows it off to all her friends.
One day, you know, that beaver tried to leave her,
So she caged him up with cyclone fence.
Along came lou with the old baboon
And said recognize that smell?
Smells like seven layers,
That beaver eats taco bell.
Now rex he was a texan out of new orleans
And he travelled with the carnival shows.
He ran bumper cars, sucked cheap cigars
And he candied up his nose.
He got wind of the big brown beaver
So he though he’d take himself a peek,
But the beaver was quick
And grabbed him by the kiwis.
Now he ain’t pissed for a week.
(and a half!)
Now wynona took her big brown beaver,
And she stuck him up in the air.
Said I sure do love this big brown beaver
And I wish I did have a pair.
Now the beaver onces slept for seven days
And it gave us all an awful fright.
So I tickled his chin and I gave him a pinch
And the bastard tried to bite me.
Wynona loved her big brown beaver
And she stroked him all the time.
She pricked her finger one day and it
Occurred to her she might have a porcupine
C’mon kiddies gather round. who’s your foremost friend in town?
From main to maple the name resounds, professor nutbutter.
He’s the one, the humble one, the barkley county prodigal son.
Here to serve only you, professor nutbutter.
At old nutbutter’s house of treats from jellied jams to sacks of
Sweets,
There’s creamy and nutatious spreads for all.
Chemist, master of entomology the professor for a modest fee
Will cure what ails you, guaranteed professor nutbutter.
It’s alright, don’t fear the worm.
C’mon kiddies don’t be shy be youthful til the day you die.
The man the myth, the magic of professor nutbutter.
He’s the one the only one the meeklybville prodigal son.
Here to help us with ourselves, professor nutbutter
It’s alright to fear the worm.
[it’s all right to fear the worm. the worm, the worm is our friend.
Um, but not all of the properties of the worm can be, uh, fully,
Fully, well, appreciated by the, uh, the human body itself, but, um
It’s, it’s, it’s, it’s ok to, to fear the worm. um, i, myself, have
Had no, uh, problems with the worm but in a certain situation, uh, i
Would feel like, what, what, uh, ramifications, um, could occur? uh,
There’s, there’s really no need to, uh, to fear much of anything, you
Know. fear of the, fear of the temptation is a, more, probably, more,
More, appropriate word in this particular scenario. um, the, uh,
Well, it, depends on what you want, I suppose. it really depends on,
On what you want.
Oh also WYNONA’S BIG BROWN BEAVER - Primus
Wynona’s got herself a big brown beaver
And she shows it off to all her friends.
One day, you know, that beaver tried to leave her,
So she caged him up with cyclone fence.
Along came lou with the old baboon
And said recognize that smell?
Smells like seven layers,
That beaver eats taco bell.
Now rex he was a texan out of new orleans
And he travelled with the carnival shows.
He ran bumper cars, sucked cheap cigars
And he candied up his nose.
He got wind of the big brown beaver
So he though he’d take himself a peek,
But the beaver was quick
And grabbed him by the kiwis.
Now he ain’t pissed for a week.
(and a half!)
Now wynona took her big brown beaver,
And she stuck him up in the air.
Said I sure do love this big brown beaver
And I wish I did have a pair.
Now the beaver onces slept for seven days
And it gave us all an awful fright.
So I tickled his chin and I gave him a pinch
And the bastard tried to bite me.
Wynona loved her big brown beaver
And she stroked him all the time.
She pricked her finger one day and it
Occurred to her she might have a porcupine
the classic ice song or the hoover one eh hannah? hehehee, oh, no one will understand 
