Nanook Rubs It
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Well right about that time, people,
A fur trapper
Who was strictly from commercial
(Strictlv Commershil)
Had the unmedicated audacity to jump up from behind my igyaloo
(Peek-a-Boo)
And started in to whippin' on my fav'rite baby seal
With a lead-filled snow shoe...
I said: With a lead LEAD Filled LEAD-FILLED
With a lead-filled snow shoe SNOW SHOE
He said Peak-a-boo PEEK-A-BOO
With a lead LEAD Filled LEAD-FILLED
With a lead-filled snow shoe SNOW SHOE
He said Peak-a-Boo.
He went right up side the head of my favorite baby seal
He went WHAP!
An' he hit him on the nose 'n he hit him on the fin 'n he...
An' that got me just about as evil
As an Eskimo boy can be.,.so
I bent down 'n I reached down 'n I scooped down
An' I gathered up a generous mitten full of the deadly...
YELLOW SNOW
The deadly Yellow Snow from right there where the huskies go
Whereupon I proceeded to take that mitten full
Of the deadly Yellow Snow Crystals
And rub it all into his beady little eyes
With a vigorous circular motion
Hitherto unknown to the people in this area,
But destined to take the place of THE MUD SHARK
In your mythology
Here it goes now..THE CIRCULAR MOTION...(rub it)...
(Here Fldo...Here Fido)
And then, in a fit of anger, I pounced
And I pounced again GREAT GOOGLY-MOOGLY
I jumped up 'n down on the chest of the...
I injured the fur trapper
Well, he was very upset, as you can understand
And rightly so Because The deadly Yellow Snow Crystals
Had deprived him of his sight
And he stood up
And he looked around
And he said:
I CAN'T SEE
I CAN'T SEE
OH WOE IS ME
I CANT SEE
NO NO NO
I CAN'T SEE etc, etc.
He took a dog-doo sno-cone
An' stuffed it in my right eye
He took a dog-doo sno-cone
An' stuffed it in my other eye
An' the huskie wee-wee, I mean the doggie wee-wee
Has blind-ed me
An' I can't see
Temporarily
Well the fur trapper stood there
With his arms outstretched
Across the frozen white wasteland
Trying to figure out what he's going to do
About his deflicted eyes
And it was at that precise moment that he remembered
An ancient Eskimo legend
Wherein it is written
On whatever it is that they write it on up there
That if anything bad ever happens to your eyes
As a result of some sort of conflict
With anyone named Nanook
The only way you can get it fixed up
Is to go trudgin' across the tundra...
Mile after mile
Trudgin' across the tundra...
Right down to the parish of Saint Alfonzo...
Yes indeed, here we are!
A fur trapper
Who was strictly from commercial
(Strictlv Commershil)
Had the unmedicated audacity to jump up from behind my igyaloo
(Peek-a-Boo)
And started in to whippin' on my fav'rite baby seal
With a lead-filled snow shoe...
I said: With a lead LEAD Filled LEAD-FILLED
With a lead-filled snow shoe SNOW SHOE
He said Peak-a-boo PEEK-A-BOO
With a lead LEAD Filled LEAD-FILLED
With a lead-filled snow shoe SNOW SHOE
He said Peak-a-Boo.
He went right up side the head of my favorite baby seal
He went WHAP!
An' he hit him on the nose 'n he hit him on the fin 'n he...
An' that got me just about as evil
As an Eskimo boy can be.,.so
I bent down 'n I reached down 'n I scooped down
An' I gathered up a generous mitten full of the deadly...
YELLOW SNOW
The deadly Yellow Snow from right there where the huskies go
Whereupon I proceeded to take that mitten full
Of the deadly Yellow Snow Crystals
And rub it all into his beady little eyes
With a vigorous circular motion
Hitherto unknown to the people in this area,
But destined to take the place of THE MUD SHARK
In your mythology
Here it goes now..THE CIRCULAR MOTION...(rub it)...
(Here Fldo...Here Fido)
And then, in a fit of anger, I pounced
And I pounced again GREAT GOOGLY-MOOGLY
I jumped up 'n down on the chest of the...
I injured the fur trapper
Well, he was very upset, as you can understand
And rightly so Because The deadly Yellow Snow Crystals
Had deprived him of his sight
And he stood up
And he looked around
And he said:
I CAN'T SEE
I CAN'T SEE
OH WOE IS ME
I CANT SEE
NO NO NO
I CAN'T SEE etc, etc.
He took a dog-doo sno-cone
An' stuffed it in my right eye
He took a dog-doo sno-cone
An' stuffed it in my other eye
An' the huskie wee-wee, I mean the doggie wee-wee
Has blind-ed me
An' I can't see
Temporarily
Well the fur trapper stood there
With his arms outstretched
Across the frozen white wasteland
Trying to figure out what he's going to do
About his deflicted eyes
And it was at that precise moment that he remembered
An ancient Eskimo legend
Wherein it is written
On whatever it is that they write it on up there
That if anything bad ever happens to your eyes
As a result of some sort of conflict
With anyone named Nanook
The only way you can get it fixed up
Is to go trudgin' across the tundra...
Mile after mile
Trudgin' across the tundra...
Right down to the parish of Saint Alfonzo...
Yes indeed, here we are!
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