Jack Rabbit Slims (excerpt)
THIS METERED VERSE
IS VERY TERSE.
EACH RHYME IS AN EXACT ONE.
WE ALWAYS GET A
LITTLE META
AT THE END OF ACT I.
THIS METERED VERSE
IS VERY TERSE.
EACH RHYME IS AN EXACT ONE.
WE ALWAYS GET A
LITTLE META
AT THE END OF ACT I.
Jack Rabbit Slims - clip (from Gilbert & Sullivan's Pulp Fiction) Lyrics by David Rackoff, Music by Sir Arthur Sullivan
Surprisingly Similar Way to Me (excerpt)
HE’D BE MY KITH AND MY KIN, HE
MY TWIN, HE
MIGHT WIN ME--
IF MIGHTY,
MIGHT HE.
HE’D BE MY KITH AND MY KIN, HE
MY TWIN, HE
MIGHT WIN ME--
IF MIGHTY,
MIGHT HE.
Surprisingly Similar Way to Me - clip (from What Is Kiss?) Lyrics by David Rackoff, Music by Sahara Sunday Spain
Two Weeks (excerpt)
THE PANTRY’S FULL OF SAWDUST, THE ICE CREAM ALL IS THAWED.
THE DRAPERY IS SODDEN, AND THE KITCHEN FLOOR IS SOD.
THE DEEP FREEZE WILL BE FROZEN, THE DRAIN WILL HAVE A SINK.
I’LL HAVE A BRAND NEW KITCHENETTE, AND THEN I’LL HAVE A DRINK!
THE COUNTERS WILL HAVE MARBLE, THE MARBLE WILL HAVE GROUT.
OUR STRIFE WILL ALL BE PAINLESS.
OUR STEEL WILL ALL BE STAINLESS.
IN ABOUT...
TWO WEEKS.
THE PANTRY’S FULL OF SAWDUST, THE ICE CREAM ALL IS THAWED.
THE DRAPERY IS SODDEN, AND THE KITCHEN FLOOR IS SOD.
THE DEEP FREEZE WILL BE FROZEN, THE DRAIN WILL HAVE A SINK.
I’LL HAVE A BRAND NEW KITCHENETTE, AND THEN I’LL HAVE A DRINK!
THE COUNTERS WILL HAVE MARBLE, THE MARBLE WILL HAVE GROUT.
OUR STRIFE WILL ALL BE PAINLESS.
OUR STEEL WILL ALL BE STAINLESS.
IN ABOUT...
TWO WEEKS.
Two Weeks - clip (from The Rocking Horse Winner) Lyrics by David Rackoff, Music by Sahara Sunday Spain
Sweet Rabbit (excerpt)
I HAD A SCARE
SHE’D MUNCH, SHE’D MUNCH
ON JUICY HARE
FOR LUNCH, FOR LUNCH.
THAT’S HOW RABBITS DIE, RABBIT.
HUMANS LIKE TO FRY RABBIT.
THEY MIGHT, RABBIT,
BITE RABBIT.
WHITE RABBIT?
RIGHT, RABBIT?
HUMANS EAT THE SWEET
RABBIT MEAT,
RABBIT. WAIT, RABBIT.
WHAT IF HUMANS ATE RABBIT?
THEN YOU’D BE THE LATE RABBIT!
KILLED,
CHILLED,
DILLED,
GRILLED
RABBIT!
I HAD A SCARE
SHE’D MUNCH, SHE’D MUNCH
ON JUICY HARE
FOR LUNCH, FOR LUNCH.
THAT’S HOW RABBITS DIE, RABBIT.
HUMANS LIKE TO FRY RABBIT.
THEY MIGHT, RABBIT,
BITE RABBIT.
WHITE RABBIT?
RIGHT, RABBIT?
HUMANS EAT THE SWEET
RABBIT MEAT,
RABBIT. WAIT, RABBIT.
WHAT IF HUMANS ATE RABBIT?
THEN YOU’D BE THE LATE RABBIT!
KILLED,
CHILLED,
DILLED,
GRILLED
RABBIT!
Sweet Rabbit - clip (from The Tyrant of Wonderland) Lyrics by David Rackoff, Music by Sahara Sunday Spain
I'm Not Prepared (excerpt)
WASH MY PANTS,
WASH MY SPOONS.
PRUNE MY PLANTS,
PLANT MY PRUNES.
I'M NOT PREPARED.
WASH MY PANTS,
WASH MY SPOONS.
PRUNE MY PLANTS,
PLANT MY PRUNES.
I'M NOT PREPARED.
I'm Not Prepared - clip (from Can I Help You Out?) Lyrics by David Rackoff, Music by Laura Wardrip Agyeman
Quarter Pounder Cheeseburger (excerpt)
WHERE E'R YOU GO,
WRAP MEAT IN DOUGH--
YOU'VE NAMED YOURSELF A LOT OF DISHES.
SPANIARDS EMPANADAS, CHINESE WONTONS, AND THE JEWS KNISHES.
IN LEBANON THEY GRIND UP LAMB TO MAKE THEIR LEBANESE BURGERS.
IN FRANCE ROYALE WITH CHEESES ARE JUST QUARTER POUNDER CHEESE-BURGERS.
WHERE E'R YOU GO,
WRAP MEAT IN DOUGH--
YOU'VE NAMED YOURSELF A LOT OF DISHES.
SPANIARDS EMPANADAS, CHINESE WONTONS, AND THE JEWS KNISHES.
IN LEBANON THEY GRIND UP LAMB TO MAKE THEIR LEBANESE BURGERS.
IN FRANCE ROYALE WITH CHEESES ARE JUST QUARTER POUNDER CHEESE-BURGERS.
Quarter Pounder Cheeseburger - clip (from Gilbert & Sullivan's Pulp Fiction) Lyrics by David Rackoff, Music by Arthur Sullivan