Lyrics

[MARILLA and LALA] The flood is over The land is dry Why do you wear your pants so high? [MARILLA, LALA, and ROBERT] White boy White boy [ARTHUR] You buy comics Put them in plastic Spiderman, Thor, and the Fantastic Four But when things start getting drastic Torch and Thing are not doing anything for you You try to lead a life monastic You try to focus on things scholastic And when it's time for anything gymnastic Hide, hide 'Cause gym is certain suicide [MARILLA, LALA, and ROBERT] Play that funky music, white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music, white boy [MARILLA, LALA, ROBERT, and RADIO GUY] Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die [ARTHUR] The other kids might call you spastic Just develop a facade sarcastic And never seem too enthusiastic 'Cause anything you love You know you'll just be robbed of On this block, the thing that's exotic is you Type A, the nerdy neurotic Jew You'll never dress in age-appropriate clothing You'll never suppress your ingrained self-loathing You start to guess that your parents won't save you You learn in chess what your parents never gave you Wait...wait...and bingo checkmate! [MARILLA, LALA, and ROBERT] Play that funky music, white boy Play that funky music right Play that funky music, white boy [ARTHUR] Hava nagila Hava nagila Hava nagila, la la la [ROBERT] Lay down the boogie and play that funky music till you die [MARILLA and LALA] The flood is over The land is dry Why do you wear your pants so high? [MARILLA, LALA, and ROBERT] White boy