197 - Major Parkinson

My daddy is in the movie, in section 45

He’s trying to figure out a way

To put Marilyn behind the yellow curtains

Sleepless, weepless

As he keeps on banging his head upon the screen

He didn’t mean to be rude

He didn’t mean to be nude in front of all the pretty girls

He did a masochistic twist with a razor

Played a little song for the duck taped girl

A simple operation, practically impossible to blow

There were 197 numbers on the table

Sketches of ticket to the show

Here’s a 20 for Madonna

A voluptuous girl, a ballerina supreme

Was just a German at the back of the commercial delay

Here comes the manager, monkey see monkey do

For the Monday show

A body on attention all the boys are peppering the can

Mr. Epileptic, only 17 December

Blue in the eyes, blue in the face

And the testicles are breaking on the bench

Now don’t you worry too much

I am the doctor with the beautiful touch

I’m only here to make you feel a little better today

A little better in the usual way

So don’t you cry I’ll fix you up

And put a smile on your face

Put you together

Read the medical news that you never have the chance

To understand on your own

It’s so easy to throw away everything else

When you’re all alone

She tasted good like dangerous pie

But then the old man forced me to pry

She trades me active pilots of yeast (??)

And when she dropped she gave me a kiss

I’m going to hell for breaking your trust

I had enough in the teenage lust

Never ride with citizen cane

I wanna know you’re going insane