Whatcha gonna do with all that trash I’m gonna bash the trash Whatcha gonna do with all that trash I’m gonna bash the trash Whatcha gonna do with all that trash I’m gonna bash the trash Whatcha gonna do with all that junk I’m gonna clunk the junk Whatcha gonna do with all that junk I’m gonna clunk the junk Whatcha gonna do with all that junk I’m gonna clunk the junk Whatcha gonna do with all of those cans Gonna take em home and turn em into a band And with those cans you’ll thrash and smash That’s cause you bash the trash Whatcha gonna do with a derelict car Gonna turn it into a rolling guitar And with your car-tar you will go far That’s cause you bash the trash

The business of evil is very profitable The business of evil is very profitable Don’t tell me about your moral stand I sold mine off for a couple of grand All it takes is a mental shift And you go from being bad to being bad and rich The business of evil is very profitable The business of evil is very profitable And when the work is going My coffers overflowing The power structures are changing My fortune is rearranging Parents and kids are labor-rated According to size they’re separated The contracts just keep rolling in ‘Cause everyone wants a piece of sin The business of evil is very profitable The business of evil is very profitable The business of evil is very profitable The business of evil is very profitable I don’t care about the ethical glitch I’m winding up another business pitch All those kiddies and all that cash And everything is flowing right into my stash It’s just a matter of economics equity, equality: all histrionics The cash is pure, untainted by the soil Of those who labor, work and toil Parents and kids are labor-rated According to size they’re separated The contracts just keep rolling in ‘Cause everyone wants a piece of sin The business of evil is very profitable The business of evil is very profitable

Go and get your saddle Your saddle with a rattle You won’t need a paddle You’re not going to Seattle And the shadow of your hat’ll Drive along the lazy cattle In your saddle with a rattle You’ll go rattling round the range I went to see sweet Sue With my hair all in a do To ask if I could take her to the prom I got up to her floor And I knocked upon the door I only got to speak to her mom she said Go and get a saddle A saddle with a rattle You won’t need a paddle You’re not going to Seattle And the shadow of your hat’ll Drive along the lazy cattle In your saddle with a rattle You’ll go rattling round the range I left her place confused But soon found my pretty Suze I hoped that I could get her mind to change When I proposed to dance She said there isn’t any chance A cowgirl’s place is roaming on the range For she’ll be Riding on her saddle Her saddle with a rattle She won’t need a paddle She’s not going to Seattle And the shadow of her hat’ll Drive along the lazy cattle In her saddle with a rattle She’ll go rattling round the range Well I said Who needs to dance? The cows provide romance! To be merry on the prairie we’ll arrange So on my horse I’ll ride With my cowgirl by my side And together we’ll go rattling down the range And we will Go and get our saddles Our saddles with the rattles We don’t need no paddles We’re not going to Seattles And the shadows of our hat’lls Drive along the lazy cattles In our saddles with the rattles We’ll go rattling round the range Go and get your saddle yes your saddle with a rattle you don’t Need a paddle though there’s lots of water in Seattle In Seattle you can’t even see the shadow of your hat’ll cause There’s never any sun it’s always raining in Seattle Battle lazy cattle as you ride along astraddle On your saddle with a rattle we don’t need no fiddle-faddle and you’ll Saddle rattle battle cattle fiddle-faddle turkey wattle range Go and get your saddle Your saddle with a rattle You won’t need a paddle You’re not going to Seattle And the shadow of your hat’ll Drive along the lazy cattle In your saddle with a rattle You’ll go rattling round the range Saddle with a rattle you’ll go rattling round the range

I had a poodle His color it was gray I had a poodle His color it was gray So I sing the gray poodle blues Now that he has gone away Early in the morning Asleep in my bed Awakened by the fiery gaze of a furry little head, well That’s my poodle He’s going with the flow If I don’t take him out He’ll be yearning to go Fly little poodle Go flying through the sky Fly little poodle Go flying through the sky If I sing a song about you Your memory will never die yeah, you know I’m talking I’m growling I’m barking I’m howling About that Gray Poodle Blues

If you see turtles perhaps we could be turtles If you sea turtles set them free turtles When we see turtles And they’re seeing me turtles We’ll flap and fly and swim through the ocean We’ll flap and fly and float under the sea Soaring, sailing through the briny depths Coming to the surface To take a very big breath Sailing, gliding under the deep green sea I’m looking at the turtle The turtle is looking at me If you see turtles perhaps we could be turtles If you sea turtles set them free turtles When we see turtles And they’re seeing me turtles Then we’ll flap and fly and swim through the ocean As we flap and fly and float under the sea Sailing, gliding under the deep green sea I’m looking at the turtle The turtle is looking at me If you see turtles perhaps we could be turtles If you sea turtles set them free turtles When we see turtles And they’re seeing me turtles Then we’ll flap and fly and swim through the ocean As we flap and fly and float under the sea

Linus You're the finest More of a plus than a minus Linus Your highness who leads from behind He’s kind of tricky, and full of guile As he leads leads you all astray, with style Linus your slyness Apricots the leg-lifting way Roxy You’re so foxy And I know that you’ve got the moxie Roxy You chew the soxies And leave the threads behind She likes to stand in an epic pose And you can’t help but grab her pointy nose Roxy Your heterodoxy Apricot the distaff side When her brother comes to stay It’s a canine holiday Running and jumping and playing games It’s like a poodle souffle Linus likes to eat paper Roxy likes to bury her bone Then they both jump up on the couch To bark at the ringing phone Roxy/Linus You’re so foxy/You’re the finest More of a plus than a minus Linus/Roxy Your Highness/Missy Moxie They are the Apricot twins She likes to bury her bone in our bed He’s only interested in chewing it dead Roxy/Linus You’re so foxy/You’re the finest Apricots are here to stay!

As I grew up my music was the one thing that kept me alive Helped me wake up helped me work held my hand when I was sad Helped me get to school on time You know my music is the power the power of me music is the power of me It makes me sing and dance all night You know my music is the power the power of me music is the power of me It makes me sing and dance all night Every single person in the world Hears music every single day And though we may not like every single song You know that they’ve got something to say You know my music is the power the power of me music is the power of me It makes me whirl and twirl all night You know my music is the power the power of me music is the power of me It makes me sigh and fly away You know my music takes me to the sky it makes my sing, makes me play makes me feel alright you know music can set me free you know my music my music is the power of me the power of me, yeah Music is the power of me Music is the power of me Music is the power Music is the power children Music is the power of me