Day 129
(From: Little Shop of Horrors)
When I was young and just a bad little kid.
My mama noticed funny things I did.
Like shooting puppies with a BB gun.
I'd poison guppies, and when I was done,
I'd find a pussycat and bash in it's head,
Thats when my mama said
(Backup Singers) What did she say?
She said, my boy I think some day,
will find a way,
To make your natural tendencies pay.
(Chorus)
You'll be a dentist. (You'll be a dentist)
You have a talent for causing great pain.
Son, be a dentist. (Son, be a dentist)
People will pay you to be inhumane. (Inhumane)
Your temperment's wrong for the priesthood.
Son, be a dentist, you'll be a success.
(Backup Singer)
Here he is, folks, the leader of the plaque,
Watch him suck up that gas, oh, my God.
He's a dentist and he'll never ever be any good.
(patient)Oh, that hurts! Wait, I'm not numb.
Ah shut up, open wide, here I come.
I am your dentist,
and I enjoy the career that I picked. (Love it)
I'm your dentist, and I get off on the pain I inflict. (Really love it)
I thrill when I drill a bicuspid (Bicuspid)
and swell when they tell me I'm mal-adjusted. (dentist)
And though it may cause my patients to stress. (To stress)
Somewhere, somewhere in heaven above me, I know, I know that my mama's proud of me.
(Spoken)"Oh, mama"
'Cause I'm a dentist, and a success.
(Spoken)
Say AHHHH!
"(AHHHH)"
Say AHHHHH!!
"(AHHHHH)"
SAY AHHHHHHHH!
"(AHHHHHHHH)"
Now Spit!
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