Fred

Lyrics

His aroma wasn't aromatic His diploma said he's smart but dumb Quite the opposite of too emphatic And I think he lacked a thumb He was furry He was frail He was curiously pale And jaundiced near the nose Where a big carbuncle grows He was a moron He made me laugh like the dickens He had a steal plate in his head A funny moron But he had a way with chickens his name was Fred La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la laaaaa Frequently he'd feed his roosters Frequently he'd clean their stalеs Just to prove he loved his roostеrs He'd kiss them on the balls Unambitious Under-trained None then less he still remained amusing more than odd Divertissement from god A little looney After reading Jean Paul Sartre He'd tie one on and go to bed LOVED Mickey Rooney But he hated Frank Sinatra His name was Fred La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la Then he caught a chicken disease called Cockadooleitis A rare from of phlebitis Which a human being had never caught before He had all of America outside his door Then by god Fred started growing chicken feet! He acquired a chicken boy named Seth He grew feathers And would not eat chicken meat Then he pecked himself to death In the casket Fred looked fried I'm sure the under taker tried to humanize the man But that wasn't in the plan He was a moron! He made me laugh like the dickens He had a steal plate in his head He was kind of a gentle moron But he had a way with chickens! His name was Fred His name was...Fred A little looney After reading gene paul saratree He'd tie one on and go to bed LOVED Mickey Rooney But he hated Frank Sinairta (ah) His name was Fred His name was Fred HIs name was Fred His name was- (imitates a chicken) (spoken): sorry (continues to imitate a chicken)