The Ballad of Mr. Bonkers! Songtext
von The Aquabats!
The Ballad of Mr. Bonkers! Songtext
Mr. Bonkers in the shade
Under a rock he starts his day
Not moving much with
Not too much to say
Mr. Bonkers leads a simple life
No motor car, no house, no wife
It′s cold, he thinks
As he washes up in the sink
Yeah, yeah, yeah
While the spiders go bananas
He slips into his new pajamas
And waits to be king
Mr. Bonkers the silent one
Thinks of times when he was young
He could run so fast
He could win the prize
He tried and tried
To dial correctly
But the President's number′s
Not listed in the directory
Directory
Directory
Look inside the door
You'll never hear him snore
Not a lot to do
But sit and stare at you
Something you should know
Before you say "Hello"
Motionless like lead
He sits, he must be dead
But wait, he's alive
He′s alive, he′s alive
Chomping on the bits
Of crickets in his mitts
In the dark he's lost
Oh my gosh he′s lost
In black light he's great
His legs, they number eight
He must have got his paws
From his Grandpapa
Holding, crushing bait
Under pincers′ weight
But one thing unforgettable
Don't forget the mandible
No proboscis here
It′s Mr. Bonkers' year
He's sick, sick, sick
With the bicycle kick
You can′t see his eyes or ears
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah yeah, yeah
Can you see him tonight?
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Under the hot rock light
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Can you see him tonight?
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Under the hot rock light
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Under a rock he starts his day
Not moving much with
Not too much to say
Mr. Bonkers leads a simple life
No motor car, no house, no wife
It′s cold, he thinks
As he washes up in the sink
Yeah, yeah, yeah
While the spiders go bananas
He slips into his new pajamas
And waits to be king
Mr. Bonkers the silent one
Thinks of times when he was young
He could run so fast
He could win the prize
He tried and tried
To dial correctly
But the President's number′s
Not listed in the directory
Directory
Directory
Look inside the door
You'll never hear him snore
Not a lot to do
But sit and stare at you
Something you should know
Before you say "Hello"
Motionless like lead
He sits, he must be dead
But wait, he's alive
He′s alive, he′s alive
Chomping on the bits
Of crickets in his mitts
In the dark he's lost
Oh my gosh he′s lost
In black light he's great
His legs, they number eight
He must have got his paws
From his Grandpapa
Holding, crushing bait
Under pincers′ weight
But one thing unforgettable
Don't forget the mandible
No proboscis here
It′s Mr. Bonkers' year
He's sick, sick, sick
With the bicycle kick
You can′t see his eyes or ears
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah yeah, yeah
Can you see him tonight?
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Under the hot rock light
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Can you see him tonight?
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Under the hot rock light
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
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