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 Posted: Thu Mar 06, 2008 6:29 pm
The Radio Show:
Hello Little Deer
Are We to Be Married on the 'Morrow?
Where Are You, Tommy?
(Gawd there are so many...more to come)
Season One:
Killeroo
We Are the Mutant Race
Tundra Rap
The Cheese Song
Mod Wolves
Calm a Llama Down
Electro Boy
The Hitcher Rap
Season Two:
The New Sound
Spider Lovin'
Nanageddon
The Soup Song
Love Games
We Got the Funk
Isolation
Season Three:
Eels
Future Sailors
The Four Way Crimp
Bouncy Bouncy
(So...many...crimps!)
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 5:47 am
Hello Little Deer
Hello little deer come home and play
Hello little deer come home and stay
Hello little deer come home and play with me me me me
Hello deer I know this is wrong
Now itís dark and the people have gone
I must try and trick you into getting in the boot of my car car car car
Put on these corduroy slacks for me
Youíll look better in the shorts Iíve ordered youíll see
Iíll integrate you in my society ty ty ty
Now little deer you're alone with me
Lets hope itís only sexually
I cant get involved with you emotionally ly ly ly
Now that youíre not a little baby deer
Now that youíve grown up brutish and queer
Get into my boot you stinking dirty whore whore whore whore
Get in my boot, in you go, oh yes
Are We to Be Married on the 'Morrow?
Are we to be married on the morrow my child or will I always be alone?
Are we to be together forever and a day or will life always be this way?
Because I dreamed of a hedge
Where you laid your head
The grass was red
The seagull screamed
What can it mean?
Was it just a dream?
Am I too obscene for your eyes?
Are we to be married on the morrow my child?
Or will life always be this way?
Or will life always be this way
Sing it now
Or will life always be this way?
Sing ony...
Can I ever love?
Will I ever touch?
Can I ever see?
Can I ever dream?
Will I ever be?
Can I ever find what I need?
I can't see I can't breathe
Yeah
Iím spiralling down infinity
Oh look what you did
You came into my wood
With your tiny little eyes and your hair made of wool
Now itís over (wooh)
Now I loved you and oh how I needed you
Oh lying down on the floor
Like a crispy noodle cup boy (yeah)
Dreaming that you were once the child of a wolf
With your paper arms and wrists
I worshipped you
I needed you
With your see-through scorpion underbelly
And your tiny little claws
Hammering away at the pigeons eyebrow
Climbing up your head as if were an elaborate childís climbing frame
Oh, ladders to the moon
With your cardboard page three paisley silver eyes
(Sing it now, sing it now, sing it now) [repeat]
And value of your structured silhouette
Creeping around you like a chinese cadbury wolf
Itís over
I hate you
Itís over (oh yeah)
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 5:51 am
Killeroo
How you get's to kill a roo?
It's all you have to do.
Can't tell me now...
We Are the Mutant Race
We are the mutant race
Don't look at my eyes, don't look at my face
We are the mutant people
Don't look at my eyes, don't look at my face
Huh!
I'm not a man, I am a reject
And even if you try
You know that you can't
Stop me with your human skills
Cos I've got nine feet and gills
And I can breath underwater
And I can swing from a tree
And I can do what I wanna
And I wanna be free, yeah!
We are the mutant race
Don't look at my eyes, don't look at my face
We are the mutant people
Don't look at my eyes, don't look at my face
We are the mutant race
You don't looka like me, I don't looka like you
We are the mutant people
We're gonna bust ourselves right outta this zoo.
Tundra Rap
Oh my God!
Ice floe, no where to go,
ice floe, no where to go,
lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra!
Check him out!
They call him the shrew,
arms in short, in with the claw!
I'm little Johnny Frostbite,
movin' around,
freezing you up,
freezing you down like an icicle,
coming in your tent in the pink light scissor bite.
Arctic death,
infinite night.
Call me tundra boy,
because I move like an arctic lizard,
when the blizzard strikes,
I disappear like a pipe dream.
All that's left is a gleam,
on a tent peg.
Boosh, Boosh,
stronger than a moose,
don't lock your door, or we'll come through your rooftop.
Stop, look round, take your mind off the floor,
cos the Boosh is loose and we're a little bit raw!
Ice floe, no where to go,
ice floe, no where to go,
lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundra!
The Cheese Song
Cheese is a kind of meat
A tasty yellow beef
I milk it from my teat
But I try to be discreet
Ooh, cheese.
Ooh, cheese.
Calm a Llama Down
Calm a llama down
Calm a llama deep down
In the ocean blue
Like a barnacle
Sitting in the tight place
Laughing at the monkey arm
Pulling like a china boy
Kara-way
Kara-way
Kara-way noise
Boing si ka semala
Boing si ka semala
Electro Boy
Driving along on the plastic dream
Heart beats fast like a tiny machine
I am electro boy
I am electro girl
Skating along on the perspex scene
Crystal moccasins, bionic cheese
I am electro boy
I am electro girl
The Hitcher Rap
Trapped in a box by a cockney nut job
Ave a cuppa tea
Ave a cuppa tea
Im the hitcher
let me put you in the picture
creeping in your room in the dead of night
with my solo polo vision (thats right)
Im a cockney geeza
watch me bleed ya
I knew the Ripper when he was just a nipper
taught him how to slice
I cut him up a treat
Pound your banana(two pound your pear)
Pound your banana,(two pound your pear)
Pound your banana,(two pound your pear)
14 shillings for your melons
(Oh yeah)
(Were the piper twins, Jim and Jackie Piper
cutting through the night like a windscreen
wiping you away like rain drops
dont mess with the boys)
Shut your noise
Coming in stong like a freak show nightmare
dancing skeletons,white,blue and yellow ones
moving through the shadows with the speed if a cat
and if you cross us
we'l cut ya
(you aint gona like that)
Im bad julu
I use voodoo if i choose to
I harness the power of evil to abuse you
A power, a polo, an evil magnet
were sucking up your soul
(You aint gona like that)
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 1:02 pm
Spider Lovin'
Ooooh, aaaah...
Gonna run my fingers down your spine
Gonna make you scream
Gonna make you whine
Gonna lick your thighs
Gonna suck your hair
Gonna jump all over your body.
Gonna spin my web around your mind
Gonna eat you like you was a fly
Gonna make you raw
Gonna make you cry
Gonna make you sore
Gonna tell you why
Ooh ooh, I'll give you spider lovin'
Oooooh, ooooh
Nanageddon
Blood on the walls, of London Town
Satan's evil in a nylon gown
Evil cakes
Fiery Lakes
Nanageddon's coming with a demon in a wig
Evil cakes
Fiery Lakes
Nanageddon's coming with a demon in a wig
The Thames is red, the moon is dead
Little Jimmy crying got a needle in his head
This is an outrage!
Night time creatures
Aged beasters
Chasin' you down
Huntin' you down
Draggin' you down
Like an aged demon
Wrinkled evil
Sucking the life from the youthfull faces
The moon is scared, can't compare
Wrinkled evil in an aged night mare
Blood on the walls of London Town
Satan's evil in a nylon gown
Evil cakes
Fiery Lakes
Nanageddon's coming bringing demons in her wake
Evil cakes, Fiery lakes
Nanageddon's coming bringing demons in her wake
The Soup Song
Soup, soup, a tasty soup, soup!
A spicy carrot and corriander!!
[Chilli Chowder!]
CRUTON CRUTON!
Crunchy friends in a liquid broth!
I am gazpacho, oh!
I am a summer soup, oh!
Misso misso,
Fighting in the Dojo,
Misso misso...
Oriental friends in the land of SOUP!
(Sorry for the wrong lyrics, stupid website and stupid me being too fed up copy/pasting lyrics to notice xp )
Love Games
Love games?
Do you love me? Are you playing your love games with me?
I just wanna know what to do 'cause I need your love a lot
Oh come on now
Do you love me? Are you playing your love games with me?
I just wanna know what to do 'cause I need your love a lot
Oh come on now
Moving too fast, this isn't a race ooh
Baby back off and lower the pace now
Slow it down, and give me some space, mmmh
Moving too fast, this isn't a race. ah ah
*funky music insert*
Do you love me? Are you playing your love games with me?
I just wanna know what to do 'cause I need your love a lot
Oh come on now
Moving too fast this isn't a race ooooh
Will you back off and lower the pace now?
Slow it down, and give me some place.
Moving too fast this isn't a race.
I'm Old Gregg
I know I think you said
Come on don't make me beg now
'cause I'm not your regular guy
don't be shy
do you love me.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 1:08 pm
Eels
Eels up inside ya
Findin an entrance where they can
Eels up inside ya
Findin an entrance where they can
Boring through your mind, through your tummy, through your a**s, eels!
Eels!
Eels (x14)
Give it up now!
Eels!
Eels, eels, give it up now!
Eels, eels, give it up now!
I was obselete
I couldn't hear the beat
Staggerin about on me old mans feet
I had one foot in the grave
But now I'm nu rave!
But now I'm nu rave!
It's a mash up!
Pie and mash up!
Elements of the past
And elements of the future
Comin atcha
I'm the hitcher
Let me put you in the picture!
Eels up inside ya
Findin an entrance where they can
Eels up inside ya
Findin an entrance where they can
Elements of the past and the future combining to make something not quite as good as either...
Future Sailors
Future sailors
We're future sailors
Electronic castaway
Digital stowaway
Cyborg sea-dog,
Tell me what you dream of
Future sailors
Oh yeah!
Future sailors
Oh yeah!
Robot starfish
Nylon admiral
The Four Way CrimpWARNING!
Before proceeding any further, note that should one attempt the four-way crimp, it is at their own risk.
Thank you. Crimpity crimpity now now,
Crimpity crimpity ask me how
Crimpity crimpity humble pie
Crimpity crimpity
Boing ding bong bong ting
Crimpity crimpity ping pong
Sugar man light source why did you come for me,
he put me in a coma
Woke up in the future
Robot man can't you help me find my way!
I can't understand the things you say.
Chew mouse I love you so,
I took you from the underground and brought you home.
I put you in my jacket pocket
took you to the meeting
I put you in my jacket pocket
took you to the meeting
Put you in my jacket pocket
Put you in my jacket pocket
Put you in my jacket
Put you in my jacket
Jean claude jaquette
with his jacket on
with his jacket off
Jacket on
Jacket off
Jacket on
Jacket off
Oh oh oh I did a twisty
Oh oh oh a tiny twisty
Crimpity crimpity now now
Crimpity crimpity ask me how
Crimpity crimpity you will pay
Crimpity crimpity out my way
Boing ding bong bong ting
Crimpity crimpity ******** you!
Bouncy Bouncy
Bouncy Bouncy
Oh such a good time
Bouncy Bouncy
Shoes all in a line
Bouncy Bouncy
Everybody
summersault,
summersault
Summertime
Everybody sing along
Bouncy Bouncy
oh such a good time
Bouncy Bouncy
White socks slipping down
Bouncy Bouncy
Styletos are a no no
Bouncy Bouncy oh
Bouncy Bouncy oh
Everytime i bounce i feel i could touch the skyee
The Pancake Song
eggs, milk and flour, pancake power,
look at his milky yellow sunshine face
flip it now flip it good oo
flip it now flip it good oo
some are salt
some are sweet
some are fruit
some are meat
the time we used the chive
it really came alive!
edbile frisbies
springtime tuesday
i like to boogie.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 10:59 pm
Yay. You just reminded me how awesome the Hitcher rap is.
Lol. I'll have that stuck in my head now.
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Posted: Tue Mar 11, 2008 3:20 pm
Bouncy bouncy... ooh such a good time... bouncy bouncy... shoes all in a line...
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 1:00 pm
During one French class I was so bored I actually translated the Eels song...
Des anguilles dans vous, trouvant un entrance ou ils pouvent...
and such.
And while we're on the subject; anyone else think Elsie was totally hot? heart
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 5:59 am
she was alright. bit of a nose though.
i like the hello little deer song and soup song most
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 10:28 am
I love Are We to Be Married on the 'Morrow? ...
As sad as it might be I actually listen to it each morning while getting ready sweatdrop
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 7:37 am
I think my favourite song would have to beeee...The Tundra Rap. Not sure why, it's just great. x3
I love the Hitchers song though. ^___^
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 9:13 pm
If anyone wants every scrap of music from the radio series, series 1 and series 2, you can download them here: (NOTE: These are being hosted at The Boosh Slash Haven; explore the rest of the site at your own peril/pleasure whee ) http://boosh.queertet.net/sec/music.php
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 11:23 pm
Loki Iago
The Soup Song
Soup, soup, a tasty soup, soup!
A spicy carrot and corriander!!
[Chilli Chowder!]
CRUTON CRUTON!
Crunchy friends in a liquid broth!
I am dispatchio, oh!
I am missala soho.
Misso misso,
Fighting in the Dojo,
Misso misso...
Oriental friends in the land of SOUP!
like: i am gazpacho, oh! i am a summer soup, mm!
(i dunno. that's just what i think it is. i've seen that video waaay too many times. XD)
cheers on putting all those songs up. i wouldn't have had the patience. biggrin
i love the cheese song, tundra rap, and chosen one song the best. ^_^
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Posted: Thu Mar 20, 2008 8:48 pm
hiding under beds Loki Iago
The Soup Song
Soup, soup, a tasty soup, soup!
A spicy carrot and corriander!!
[Chilli Chowder!]
CRUTON CRUTON!
Crunchy friends in a liquid broth!
I am dispatchio, oh!
I am missala soho.
Misso misso,
Fighting in the Dojo,
Misso misso...
Oriental friends in the land of SOUP!
like: i am gazpacho, oh! i am a summer soup, mm!
(i dunno. that's just what i think it is. i've seen that video waaay too many times. XD)
cheers on putting all those songs up. i wouldn't have had the patience. biggrin
i love the cheese song, tundra rap, and chosen one song the best. ^_^ Yeah it is the "I am gazpacho, oh! I am a summer soup mm!" thing... I had no flippin idea what they were saying at first so i've listened to that song a hundred times (or more) to figure it out
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Posted: Fri Apr 11, 2008 12:37 pm
I am currently addicted to singing the Pancake crimp. x3
"Eggs, milk and flour pancake power...."
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