Well
Hmm
In the dark
Where all the fevers grow
Under the water
Where the shark bubbles blow
In the mornin'
By yer radio
Do the walls close in t' suffocate ya
You ain't got no friends...
An' all the others they hate ya?
Does the life you been livin' gotta go, hmmm?
Well, lemme straighten you out
About a place I know
Get yer shoes 'n socks on people, it's
Right aroun' the corner, oh by the Tom Waits restaurant
Out through the night
And the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep
The Imaginary Diseases
Out through the night
And the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep
The Imaginary Diseases
Now ladies and gentlement!
Scientists call this disease
Bromidrosis
But us regular folks
Who might wear tennis shoes or
An occasional python boot
Know this exquisite little inconvenience
By the name of, now watch this
STINK FOOT
Yes it is
Y'know, my python boot is too tight
I couldn't get it off last night
A week went by, an' now it's July
I finally got it off
And my girl-friend cry
"You got STINK FOOT!
STINK FOOT, darlin'
Your STINK FOOT puts a hurt on my nose!
STINK FOOT! STINK FOOT!
I ain't lyin'
Can you rinse it off, d'you suppose?"
Here Fido, here Fido
Bring the slippers, little puppy
That's a good dog
"Arf, arf, arf!"
Sick
Alright enough of that
