(I LOVE this Cake song, so it only stands to reason...)
"Whipped Cream/Big Smile" ("Short Skirt/Long Jacket")
I want the lad
With a mind like an elf-lord
I want the lad
Who has no shame
I want the lad
With quills that cut
And eyes that burn
Like Mordor's flame
I want the lad
With the cute furry toesies
Who's sweet and noble
And hot as the sun
He's playing with his gold ring,
He's putting daisies in his hair
He's touring through the gardens
And picking a rose
I want my lad wearing whipped cream and a big... smile......
I want the lad
Who writes so lovely
I want the lad
Who pays my wage
I want the lad
With really stupid relations
Who uses a sharp tongue
To cut them some rage
With fingernails
That are bitten down to nothing
And a voice that is sweet
And a button nose
Who's sweet and noble
And hawt as the sun
He's touring through the gardens
And picking a rose
I want my lad wearing whipped cream and a big.... biiiiig... smile
(Instrumental break)
I want the lad
With love needs a'plenty
I want the lad
With limits so sparse
And at the tulips
We will meet purposefully
We'll start to kiss
When he squeezes my arse
He wants a hand
With some tough calloused fingers
He wants a hand
That will get him "there"
He's throwing off his clothes
With deftly placed shedding
We're trading in the garden
For his soft, feather bedding
I want my lad wearing whipped cream and a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig smile...
This one popped into my had the other night, convincing me to try it all out altogether.
Not a sexy one, but fun all the same...
"Fredegar Bolger" (Eleanor Rigby", The Beatles)
AHHHH, look at all the scary Ring Wraiths!
AHHHH, look at all the scary Ring Wraiths!
Fredegar Bolger, puts on the clothes that are meant to be served as diguise
Without the blue eyes
Looks out the window, hearing a clamor that shakes down through Crickhollow's floor
Smash down the door
All the scary Ring Wraiths,
Where do they all come from?
All the scary Ring Wraiths,
Where do they all belong?
Tough Farmer Maggot, reaping his mushrooms he loves that he keeps near the hogs
Guarded by dogs
Hearing the warning, bells that ring clear as he picks up a shovel to fight
Runs in the night
All the Scary Ring Wraiths,
Where do they all come from?
All the Scary Ring Wraiths
Where do they all belong?
AHHHH, look at all the scary Ring Wraiths!
AHHHH, look at all the scary Ring Wraiths!
Tough Farmer Maggot, wiping the sweat from his brow as it drips to his eyes,
Who were those guys?
Fredegar Bolger, thinks of his friends as he hopes they live not in their grave
Hope they'll be saved...
All the scary Ring Wraiths,
Where do they all come from?
All the scary Ring Wraiths,
Where do they all belong?