Singing Potatoes
Friday, 20 January 2006
O for genetic memory
Spike Jones 2

...then I could understand lyrics like this:

Donald was mumpit wi' mirds and mockery
Donald was blindid wi' blads o' property
Arles ran high, but makin's war naethin', man
Lord, how Donald is flytin' an' frettin', man

My panis dois exceid, as they say.


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