Oingo Boingo lyrics
Oingo Boingo lyrics
"The Cat Is Dead Lyrics"
Oh, deedle-dee three tots are we
And we're as clever as can be
We live with Grandma Ida
And our dear, old Grandpa Ned
And little, Baby Mike (the brat)
And don't forget the Siamese cat
And in the attic from Detroit is great, fat Uncle Fred
Oh Grandpa wishes he were rich
And Grandma just complains (the bitch)
And Uncle Fred sits drunk in bed
Mike cries all night and day
The cat thinks that he owns the place
He bites and scratches on the face
It'd be so nice if they all went away
Away! Away-dee-dae-dee-dae-dee-dae-dee-dae-dee-dae-dee-da
Salvation Lyrics
Lead Worshipper: Charlie Hall Salvation, spring up from the ground Lord, rend the heavens and come down Seek the lost and heal the lame Jesus, bring glory to Your name Let all the prodigals run home All of creation waits and groans Lord, we're heard of Your great fame
e-dee-daeLead Worshipper: Charlie Hall Salvation, spring up from the ground Lord, rend the heavens and come down Seek the lost and heal the lame Jesus, bring glory to Your name Let all the prodigals run home All of creation waits and groans Lord, we're heard of Your great fame
The cat is dead!The cat is dead!
I went to pat him on the head
He didn't purr, he didn't meow
He didn't blink or sniff
He seemed to have a funny smile
That made me laugh but all the while
The tail that used to flip and flop got awful cold and stiff
We chopped him into little bits
And seasoned him with apple bits
And with some dust,
We made a crust
And put him in a pie
Into the oven he did slip
Until the crust was nice and crisp
I'll love the little kittie til I die
I die! I die-dee-die-dee-die-dee-die-dee-die-de
If I Can't Love Her Lyrics
And in my twisted face There's not the slightest trace Of anything that even hints at kindness And from my tortured shape No comfort, no escape I see, but deep within is utter blindness Hopeless As my dream dies As the time flies Love a lost illusion
-die-dee-die
The cat is dead! The cat is dead!
And Mikey too and Uncle Fred,
Expiring all so suddenly
While sipping down some tea
The tea was hot
The tea was nice
Some stricnine and a little spice
To cover up the funny taste of our conspiracy
When Grandpa saw what we had done
He went straight for his hunting gun
But we were quick, we stole the clip
The rest is history
To make sure Grandma wouldn't flee
We gave her a labotamy
And now she's just as happy as can be
Can be! Can be-dee-dle-dee-dle-dee-dle-dee-dle-dee-dle-dee-d
The cat is dead! The cat is dead!
I went to pat him on the head
He didn't purr, he didn't meow,
He didn't blink or sniff
He seemed to have a funny smile
That made me laugh but all the while
The tail that used to flip and flop
Got awful cold and stiff
We chopped him into little bits,
And seasoned him with apple bits
And with some dust, we made a crust
And put him in a pie
Into the oven he did slip
Until the crust was nice and crisp
I'll love the little kitty 'til I die!
I die! I die-dee-die-dee-die-dee-die-dee
And in my twisted face There's not the slightest trace Of anything that even hints at kindness And from my tortured shape No comfort, no escape I see, but deep within is utter blindness Hopeless As my dream dies As the time flies Love a lost illusion
-die-dee-die
The cat is dead! The cat is dead!
And Mikey too and Uncle Fred,
Expiring all so suddenly
While sipping down some tea
The tea was hot
The tea was nice
Some stricnine and a little spice
To cover up the funny taste of our conspiracy
When Grandpa saw what we had done
He went straight for his hunting gun
But we were quick, we stole the clip
The rest is history
To make sure Grandma wouldn't flee
We gave her a labotamy
And now she's just as happy as can be
Can be! Can be-dee-dle-dee-dle-dee-dle-dee-dle-dee-dle-dee-d
The Rescue Blues Lyrics
Everybody wants you to be special And everybody wants you to be high They throw you down a rope when you're in trouble, baby Screamin', "Save me" Then they charge you with the rescue blues And everybody wants to see you suffer They know that you need the pain so much
e-deeEverybody wants you to be special And everybody wants you to be high They throw you down a rope when you're in trouble, baby Screamin', "Save me" Then they charge you with the rescue blues And everybody wants to see you suffer They know that you need the pain so much
The cat is dead! The cat is dead!
I went to pat him on the head
He didn't purr, he didn't meow,
He didn't blink or sniff
He seemed to have a funny smile
That made me laugh but all the while
The tail that used to flip and flop
Got awful cold and stiff
We chopped him into little bits,
And seasoned him with apple bits
And with some dust, we made a crust
And put him in a pie
Into the oven he did slip
Until the crust was nice and crisp
I'll love the little kitty 'til I die!
I die! I die-dee-die-dee-die-dee-die-dee