Hi, this is "weird al" yankovic. remember, if you have one or two of those traditional blueberry daiquiris this holiday season, please, let
Hi, this is "weird al" yankovic, and I'd just like to take this opportunity to say: Merry christmas Merry christmas Merry christmas Hello,
Crazy Janey and her mission man Were back in the alley tradin' hands 'Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-Man All duded up for Saturday night Well
I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova I could walk like Brando
Princess cards she sends me with her regards Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like
Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat With
Mary queen of Arkansas, it's not too early for dreamin' The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard's love can be redeeming Mary, my queen,
I stood stone-like at midnight, suspended in my masquerade I combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigade I was open to pain
Hey bus driver, keep the change Bless your children, give them names Don't trust men who walk with canes Drink this and you'll grow wings on your feet
The angel rides with hunch-backed children Poison oozing from his engine Wieldin' love as a lethal weapon On his way to hubcap heaven Baseball cards
Old man on a barstool watching TV Got up and came over to sit closer to me He said "You look familiar to someone I knew But when were your age we were
Running along the rocks of the river And the water's as cold as the snow The man is chasing behind me And I can't afford to falter or slow I find solace
Don't you know nobody lives here by choice anymore Don't you know no one rides for free Don't you know there's nothing that's just pretty like before
Keep up conversation Pick up catch phrase Lay it down On the freaky side of town Don't let me seem so Don't let me wander too far Don't let me take too
Greeting, brethrens and sisterens, the P.O.D. Comin' at ya with The Fundamental Elements Of this little place we call the south town We come to ya with
Ringo: I'm Ringo and I play the drums. Paul: Eh, oh, I'm Paul and I play the, eh, eh, bass. George: I'm George and I play the guitar. John: I'm John and
All the time we spent in bed Counting miles before we said Fall in love and fall apart Things will end before they start Sleeping on Lake Michigan
If my senses fail, stay with me 'til they go 'cause I don't want to be alone. Greetings in Braille, they'll describe everything, colors aren't everything