I got a bratty brother, he bugs me every day, and this morning my own mother, she gave my last cupcake away. My dad acts like he belongs, belongs in the zoo. I'm the saddest kind in grade number two.
There's a swinging town I know called...
Capital City!
People stop and scream hello in...
Capital City!
It's the kind of place that makes a bum feel like king and it makes a king feel like some nutty coo-coo super king. It's against the law to frown in...
Capital City!
You'll giggle like a stupid clown when you chance to see 4th street and D! Once you get a wiff of it, you'll never want to roam, from Capital City my home sweet swinging home!
Lisa! Her teeth are big and green! Lisa! You smell like gasoline! Lisa! Da da da Lisa! Lisa it's your birthday I misseda!
Lisa, it's your birthday. God bless you this day. You gave me the gift of a little sister and I'm proud of you today. Lisa it's birthday. Happy Birthday Lisa! Lisa it's your birthday. Happy Birthday Lisa! Lisa it's your birthday! Happy birthday Lisa! I wish you love and goodwill. I wish you peace and joy. I wish you better then your heart desires. And your first kiss from a boy. Lisa it's your birthday etc. etc.
When the weight of the world has got you down, and you want to end your life, Bills to pay a deadend job, and problems with the wife. But don't throw in the towel, cause there's a place right down the block, where misery can walk away. At Flaming Moe's. Let's all go to Flaming Moe's. Let's all go to Flaming Moe's. Where liquor in a mug can warm you like a hug, and happiness is just a Flaming Moe away. Happiness is just a Flaming Moe away.
Sting: There's a hole in my heart, as deep as a well, for a poor little boy who is stuck halfway to hell...
Sideshow Mel: Though we can't get him out, we'll do the best thing...
McBain: We'll go on TV and sing, sing, sing...
Choir We're sending our love down a well
Krusty: All The way down!
Choir: We're sending our love down a well.
Krusty: Down the well!
Well, Mr. Burns had done it. The power plant had won it. With Roger Clemens clucking all the while. While Mike Scioscia's tragic illness made us smile. While Wade Boggs layed unconcious on the bar room tile. We're talkin' softball. From Maine to San Diego. We're talkin' softball. Mattingly and Conseco, Ken Griffey's grotesquely swollen jaw. Steve Sax and his run in with the law. We're talkin' Homer... Ozzie and the Straw. Repeat from Talkin' softball.
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