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} I am sorry, But I HATE that song...
} Here are the words to the rest of the LP
} though..
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}
} The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
}
} 1.The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
} 2.A Little Help From My Supplicants
} 3.Lisa In The Queue With Askmes
} 4.Getting Letters
} 5.Fixing AOL
} 6.She's Tying Up the Phone
} 7.Being For The Benefit Of Og the Troglodyte
} 8.Within Queue Without Queue
} 9. [track missing]
} 10.Lovely Ogwa
} 11.Good Question Good Question
} 12.The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band (reprise)
} 13.A Day In The Life
}
} The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} It was <many> years ago today,
} The Oracle taught Zadoc and Lisa how to type
} Since then they've experienced a lot of hype
} But they're guaranteed to fill a queue.
} So may I introduce to you
} The act you've known for all these years,
} The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
} We're The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
} We hope you will enjoy this answer,
} We're The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
} Sit back and let the evening go.
} The Oracle's Kill the, The Oracles Kill the
} The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
} It's wonderful to be here,
} A w..dch..k is made to be killed.
} You're such a lovely audience,
} We'd like to take you home with us,
} We'd love to take you home.
} I don't really want to stop the answer,
} But I thought that you might like to know,
} That the Oracle's going to type some words ,
} And he wants you all to know some are absurd,
} So let me introduce to you
} The cause of all of Zadoc's Fears
} And The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
}
} A Little Help From My Supplicants (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} A little help from my supplicants
} What would you think if I punked out on an answer too soon
} Would you stand up and walk out on me.
} Lend me your eyes and I'll point at the moon
} A zen reference hopefully known not just by me,
} I get by with a little help from my supplicants,
} I get high with a little help from my supplicants,
} Going to try with a little help from my supplicants.
} What do I do when my tellmes go astray
} (Does it worry you to be using a phone?)
} How do I feel by the end of the day
} (Are you sad because you're on the phone?)
} No I jest dry with a little help from my supplicants,
} Do you need anybody,
} I need somebody to ask.
} Could it be anybody
} I want somebody to ask.
} Would you believe in a digesting at first sight,
} Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time.
} What do you see when you turn out the light,
} I can't tell you, `cause it's way too dark
} Oh I smirk sly with a little help from my supplicants,
} Do you need anybody,
} I just need somebody to tell
} Could it be anybody,
} I want somebody to tell
} I get Bill pied with a little help from my supplicants,
} Yes I deep fried with a little help from my supplicants,
} With a little help from my supplicants.
}
} Lisa in the Queue with Askmes (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} Picture yourself in a T1 off a backbone
} With tangled lines and <many> crossed lines
} Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
} A girl with horribly bloodshot eyes.
} hello phone supplicants of yellow and green,
} Towering over your head.
} Look for the girl with the zot in her eyes,
} And she's gone.
} Lisa in the queue with askmes.
} Follow her down to a ridge on a big dog,
} Where rock n roll people eat buckets of Spanish-like flies,
} Everyone smiles as you drift way off topic,
} As long as you don't say they have thunder thighs
} New queues of askmes appear at the door,
} Waiting to take time away.
} Climb in the sack with your imitation Turin Shroud,
} And you're gone.
} Lisa in the queue with askmes,
} Picture an elf on a tree in a cookie,
} With plastic explosives to blow w..sch..ks sky high,
} Suddenly someone is messing w/ the turntable,
} The girl with the horribly bloodshot eyes.
}
} Getting Letters (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} It's getting letters all the time
} I used to get mad at my .edu
} Those w/ root access weren't cool
} You're holding up me email, you BOFHers
} Filling me up with your rules.
} I've got to admit ~/.mail is getting letters
} A little letters all the time
} I have to admit ~/.mail is getting letters
} It's getting letters since you've been on the line
} Me used to be a angry young student
} Me hiding me head under a hat
} You gave me bootleg Word
} I flipped Bill the bird
} I'm getting some rest, then work me tan
} I've got to admit ~/.mail is getting letters
} I used to be cruel to my admins
} I misuses lpr and kept parts of programs that really weren't mine
} Man I was mean but I'm changing my undershorts
} And I'm do need a rest and a tan,
} I admit ~/.mail is getting letters
} A little letters all the time
} Yes I admit ~/.mail is getting letters
} It's getting letters since you've been on the line
}
} Fixing a Hole (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} I'm fixing AOL so no brain gets in
} And stops AOLers from wondering
} Why does it blow
} I'm snorting up crack I got from a whore
} And stops ah, err, I'm wandering
} Why does it blow
} And it really doesn't matter if I'm long
} I'm right,
} Where I belong I'm right
} Where I belong.
} in the chat rooms babbling too long
} I'm fixing AOL so no brain gets in
} And starts my mind to functioning
}
} She's Tying Up the Phone (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day begins
} Silently closing her bedroom door
} Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
} She goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching her handkerchief
} Quietly turning the backdoor key
} Stepping outside she is free.
} She (We gave her most of our lives)
} is tying up (Sacrificed most of our lives)
} the phone (We gave her everything money could buy)
} She's tying up the phone after sharing the phone
} For so many years. Bye, bye
} Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
} Picks up the fax that's lying there
} Standing alone at the top of the stairs
} She breaks down and cries to her husband
} Daddy our baby's gone.
} Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly
} How could she do this to me.
} She (We never though of ourselves)
} Is tying up (Never a thought for ourselves)
} the phone (We struggled hard all our lives to get by)
} She's tying up the phone after sharing the phone
} For so many years. Bye, bye
} Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away
} Waiting to keep the appointment she made
} Meeting a man from the ISP
} She What did we do that was wrong
} Is having We didn't know it was wrong
} Unlimited Net Access is one thing that money can buy
} Something inside that was always denied
} For so many years. Bye, Bye
} She's tying up the phone bye bye
}
} Being for the Benefit of Og the Troglodyte! (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} For the benefit of Og the Troglodyte
} There will be a show tonight on trampling
} The w..dch..ks will all be there
} As we rip off all their hair-what a scene
} Overlords and divorces endless loops and barters
} Lastly through a ch..k head w/ real fire!
} In this way Og will challenge the world!
} The celebrated Og
} washes just his feet on Saturdays at tarpit lake
} The w..dch..ks will bark and scream
} As Og the Troglodyte tears off pterodactyl wings don't be late
} Messy Og slurs in public
} Og pronunciations are understandable by none
} And of course Zadoc will of course take a pratfall!
} Og losses track of numbers long before six
} As Og performs his tricks on top of the ground
} And Og will perspirate
} Ten marmots he'll desecrate with laughing sounds
} Having spread some hay in preparation
} A splendid slime is guaranteed to all
} And tonight Og the Troglodyte is pieing Bill!
}
} Within Queue Without Queue (Orrie)
}
} We were talking-about the space between us all
} And the people-who hide themselves behind a wall of queues
} Never glimpse the truth-then it's far too late-when they pass away.
} We were talking-about the queue we all could share-when we find it
} To try our best to hold it there-with our queue
} With our queue-we could save the world-if they only knew.
} Try to realize it's all within queuerself
} No-one else can make queue change
} And to see queue're really only very small,
} And life flows within queue and without queue.
} We were talking-about the queue that's gone so cold and the people,
} Who gain the digest and lose their soul-
} They don't know-they can't see-are queue one of them?
} When queue've seen beyond queuerself-then queue may find, peace of
} mind,
} Is waiting there-
} And the time will come when queue see
} we're all one, and life flows on within queue and without queue.
}
} When I'm Sixty-Four (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} [track missing]
}
} Lovely Ogwa (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} Ogwa has it made
} Ogwa has it made
} Ogwa has it made
} Nothing can come between rocks,
} When it gets dark I Og your rock away.
} Standing by a giant ground sloth,
} When I caught a glimpse of Ogwa,
} standing in a thicket in her little white butt.
} taking a c..p she looked much older,
} And the fur across her shoulder
} Made her look a little like a saber-tooth cat
} Ogwa has it made
} May I inquire discreetly,
} When are you free,
} To take some muddy water with me.
} Took her out and tried to catch some dinner
} Had a laugh as we grew thinner
} Told her I would really like to see her again,
} found a duck's bill and Ogwa ate it,
} Took her home (I had nearly made it),
} Sitting on the rock with a ogling or two.
} Oh, lovely Ogwa you've got it made
} Where would I be without shoes
} Give us a stink and make me think of you.
}
} Good Question, Good Question (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} Nothing to do Question Two: 'What is life' call his wife in
} Nothing to say but Question A: 'what a greek vase pay'
} Nothing to do it's up to foo
} I've got nothing to say but it's QA.
} Good question, good question...
} Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
} Heading for home you start to foam then you drown
} Everybody knows there's nothing fooing
} Everything is closed it's like a bruin
} Everyone you see is half a creep.
} And you're on your own you're in the street
} Good question, good question...
} After a while you start to smile now you feel drool.
} Then you decide to take a walk by the old fool
} Nothing has changed it's still the same
} I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
} Good question, good question...
} People running round it's five o'clock.
} Everywhere in town is getting like a park.
} Everyone you see is full of it.
} It's time for deltree and meet the bits.
} Somebody needs to know the time, glad that `date` s here
} Cough on your shirt as you started to burp now you're in fear.
} Go to a john, you hope she's gone
} I've got nothing to say but it's O.D.ed
} Good question, good question...
}
} The Oracle's Lonely Hearts Club Band (Reprise)
} (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} We're The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
} We hope you enjoy eating crow
} The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
} We're sorry but it's time to go.
} Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks
} Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks
} Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks
} Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks
} The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
} We'd like to warn you not to ping
} The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
} It's getting very near the thing
} Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks
} Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks
} The Oracle's Kill The W..dch..ks Zottin' Garage Band
}
} A Day in the Life (Lisa/Orrie)
}
} I read USENET today oh boy
} About the yucky man who made the spam
} And though the news was rather sad
} Well I just had to laugh
} I saw the .sig
} the guy was such a pig
} He didn't notice that the winds had changed
} A crowd of people stood and flamed
} They'd seen his spam before
} Nobody was really sure
} if it was him, but they were bored,
} I saw a .jpg today oh boy
} An English Nanny had not closed the door
} A crowd of people turned away
} but I just had to look
} Having been a fan of Capt. Hook
} I'll turn the coffee on
} broke up, kicked out of bed,
} smashed a bottle on my head
} Fell downstairs and feed the pup,
} And looking in the obits noticed I was late.
} Found my coat and fed the cat
} Made the bus run extra fast
} Found my cubicle still there (like they care)
} send an askme and ordered coffee extra cream
} I read USENET today oh joy
} Four thousand holes in NT
} And though the holes were rather small
} They had to count them all
} Now they know how many holes it takes to take down a firewall
} I'd love to turn you in
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