Dave’s Gone By Song (7/19/2014): TAKE YOUR UNDEROOS DOWN (The Rolf Harris Song)

In July 2014, legendary Australian TV personality Rolf Harris was sentenced to 69 months in prison for molesting numerous under-aged women over the course of two decades. Let’s hear his song, shall we?

Song aired July 19, 2004, as part of the “Dave’s Gone By” radio program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz.

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TAKE YOUR UNDEROOS DOWN (The Rolf Harris Song)

(spoken) There’s an old Australian TV host, resting in his jail cell, surrounded by perverts, murderers, and stockbrokers. So he gets himself up on one elbow, and he turns to his mates, who are examining his hidden stash of child pornography, and he sings to them:

Once I used to be great, mate,
Once I used to be great.
Now just look at my fate, mate,
All the girls are irate – `cause I told them:

Take your Underoos down, slut,
Take your Underoos down
Keep your little mouth shut, slut
Take your Underoos down

She’s a tender young queen, Jean,
She’s a tender young queen
She was only 14, Jean,
She’s a tender young queen

All together now!
Take your Underoos down, slut,
Take your Underoos down
Keep your little mouth shut, slut
Take your Underoos down

That girl put me in heaven, Kevin
That girl put me in heaven.
She was only seven, Kevin
That girl put me in heaven.

Everyone!
Untie your Underoos now, slut,
Untie your Underoos now
Don’t you dare start a row, cow,
Untie your Underoos now

That one made me so glum, chum,
That one made me so glum
Filled her bum with my cum, chum,
But she snitched to her mum!

Oh no, now!
Pull your Underoos down, slut,
Pull your Underoos down
Show Uncle Rolfie your butt, slut,
Take your Underoos down

(sad section)
Now, they call me the devil, Neville,
Now they call me the devil
They’ll put me in the gravel, Neville,
Just like they did to Saville

Everyone!
Take your Underoos down, slut,
Take your Underoos down
Finger the place that’s brown, don’t frown!
Take your Underoos down

Show me a little bit more, whore
Show me a little bit more
Are you sure you’re only four, whore?
Show Uncle Rolfie some more!

All together now!
Take your Underoos down, slut,
Take your Underoos down
Take your Underoos down, slut,
Take your Underoos down

©2014 Dave Lefkowitz

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Dave’s Gone By Song (8/24/2013): UNDIES

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At last, Joey Eugene Gallegos, the Greeley Underwear Bandit, has been apprehended, and here is his song.

For the backstory on this song:  http://www.denverpost.com/2013/08/21/greeley-police-arrest-suspected-underwear-thief/

Song aired Aug. 24, 2013, as part of the “Dave’s Gone By” radio program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz.

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UNDIES

by David Lefkowitz

(sung to the music of “Dandy” by The Kinks)

Undies Undies
Sittin’ in the laundry
Puts me in a quand’ry

The women in this town
Will bring their laundry down
They’ll leave their clothes on spin
Then I’ll sneak in for

Undies Undies
Beautiful selection
Just for my collection

It’s wrong to be a thief
But I need some relief
I know I’m breaking laws
To steal the bras and

Panties Panties
When nobody watches
I sniff the crotches

I’ve got 300 pair
Of ladies’ underwear
It’s wrong, but I don’t care
Because I long for

Undies Undies Undies.

Panties
It’s just a bit of naughty fun
Panties
And now they keep me on the run
Panties
Well, I’m not hurting anyone

`Cause when I get them home I take them from my gunny sack
And once I’ve shot my load in `em, they’re welcome to them back

Oh, Undies Undies
Beautiful selection
Gives me an erection

And when I’m put away
No longer will I play
I’ll sit and dream all day
Of undies all my life
All my life
All my life
All my life . . .

(c)2013 David Lefkowitz

Dave’s Gone By Song (7/20/2013): TRAYVON

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A song about the Trayvon Martin/George Zimmerman confrontation and trial.

Segment aired July 20, 2013, as part of the “Dave’s Gone By” radio program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz.

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Lyrics & Performance by Dave Lefkowitz. Melody originally written by Sonny West, Bill Tilghman and Norman Petty and made famous by Buddy Holly.

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Dave’s Gone By Song (11/24/2012): SANTA QUITS

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Dave’s Gone By Song (11/24/2012): SANTA QUITS

An interview with a fed-up Santa Claus, Buchanan & Goodman style. 

This song first aired Nov. 24, 2012 on the “Dave’s Gone By” program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz. Full episodes also available on youtube, Facebook (davesgoneby), Spotify, and on DavesGoneBy.com. 

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SANTA QUITS

(Lyrics: David Lefkowitz. Note: A mashup piece, in Buchanan & Goodman style, using short musical samples from other artists. Song titles are in parentheses with sampled quotes following.)

Y BHEKHIRST (Everytime I): Every time I think of you, la la la la la la la. . . 

ANNOUNCER: We interrupt this record to bring you a special bulletin.  Santa Claus is about to announce his retirement.  I repeat Santa Claus is giving up the giving of gifts.

WILD MAN FISCHER (I’m a Christmas Tree): Oh, Santa Claus!  Oh, Santa Claus!

ANNOUNCER: We switch you now to our on-the-spot reporter on the scene at the North Pole.  

LOU REED (Caroline Says II): It’s so cold…

ANNOUNCER: Take it away John Cameron Sleazy.

JOHN CAMERON SLEAZY: This is John Cameron Sleazy at the North Pole.  I’m talking to an elf.

RANDY NEWMAN (Short People): Short People…

JCS: Herman the Elf. How long have you worked in Santa’s Toyshop? 

ROBYN HITCHCOCK (Sixteen Years): Sixteen years, and all I got was high.

JCS: My goodness. That’s quite a long time.

RUFUS WAINWRIGHT (Poses): No kidding.

JCS: And when did you first hear the news that Santa Claus was hanging up his stocking?

WILD MAN FISCHER (Yesterday): Yesterday.

ANNOUNCER: It must have been a shock. How did you react?

SHERRY VINE (Shit My Pants): Girl, I just shit my pants.

JCS: Well, that’s understandable. Disgusting but understandable  What will you do now?

THE PRODUCERS (movie excerpt): Gonna crush Poland, then I’m gonna take over France.

JCS: Well, I certainly wish you luck with that. But we have to go over to Mrs. Claus. Santa’s wife has just emerged from a side entrance. Let’s try to catch her.

THE BEATLES (Kansas City/Hey Hey Hey Hey): Hey hey hey hey

JCS: Mrs. Claus! May we have a word?

THE WHO (Who are You): Who are you?

JCS: I’m John Cameron Sleazy from Eyewitless News. May we talk to you?

ROBERT KLEIN (Starting Your Car): Leave me alone!

JCS: We just wanna ask why your husband is quitting his job.

HANK WILLIAMS (Mind Your Own Business): Mind your own business.

JCS: But Madame, it’s the world’s business. If Santa leaves, what will the children get on Christmas?

LEON REDBONE (Ain’t Misbehavin’): What do I care?

JCS: Are you angry with your husband?

CARNIVAL (1961 Broadway cast): I hate him!

JCS: Very sad news here from the North Pole.

FRANK ZAPPA (Sharleena): I’m crying.

DEEJAY: That was the Heinous Anuses: “Crying!”

JCS: This is John Cameron Sleazy watching crowds gather outside Santa’s factory. Oh my goodness, two unemployed elves have broken into the workshop with hunting knives. 

ARLO GUTHRIE (Alice’s Restaurant Massacre): Kill kill kill!

JCS: Santa fends them off with a machete!

2LIVECREW (Get the Fuck Out of My House): Get the fuck out my house!

JCS: Santa Claus is climbing up the chimney trying to escape.

ICE CUBE (When Will They Shoot?): They’ll never get me, they’ll never hit me.

JCS: The disturbed elf is giving chase.

ARLO GUTHRIE (Alice’s Restaurant Massacree): Kill kill kill!

JCS: Santa Claus has made it safely up the chimney and is surveying the crowd.

THE DRIFTERS (Up on the Roof): Up on the roof.

JCS: Santa Claus! Why have you resigned?

VAN MORRISON (So Complicated): So complicated, just want to blow my horn.

JCS: Your horn? Aren’t you Santa?

SHOOBY TAYLOR (Shooby Records): I’m Shooby Taylor, the human horn. When the fuck you gonna realize that?

JCS: No you are not, sir. And rumor has it that you have been forced to quit because of charges brought against you.

THE MAGNETIC FIELDS (I Don’t Believe You): I don’t believe you.

JCS: Children as young as five have accused you of sexual assault.

MATTHEW SWEET (What Do You Know): What do you know?

JCS: I have a child right here who says you molested him.  Isn’t that right, Sonny?

AFROMAN (Colt 45): We fucked on the bed, fucked on the floor.

JCS: Santa, isn’t it true you made this boy push a lump of coal into your ass?

THE DOORS (The End): Son, I want to kill you.

DYLAN (1966 live, Like a Rolling Stone): You’re a liar!

JCS: Little boy, why did Santa make you do this?

LIZ PHAIR (Chopsticks): That way we can fuck and watch TV.

JCS: Santa, explain your behavior to this poor boy!

NEIL YOUNG (Hawks & Doves): Just don’t got nothing to say.

JCS: Why the coal, Santa? Was it to teach him something?

REDD FOXX (Wash Your Ass): You got to wash yo’ ass.

JCS: Oh Santa, is that why Mrs. Claus is abandoning you?

CEE-LO GREEN (Fuck You): Fuck you and fuck her, too.

JCS: Little boy, do you have any advice for other children in your situation?

ICE CUBE (Get Off My Dick and Tell Your Bitch to Come Here): Stay off his dick!

JCS: Santa Claus is climbing into his sleigh, and Rudolph does not look happy.

ELVIS COSTELLO (Oliver’s Army): And I would rather be anywhere else but here today.

JCS: Santa, before you go, do you have a message for the children of the world?

BOB DYLAN (Masters of War): And I hope that you die, and your death will come soon.

JCS: Santa that’s horrible. And where are you going exactly?

WING (Highway to Hell): I’m on the highway to hell. 

JCS: And there he goes, the last of Santa and his reindeer.

FAIRPORT CONVENTION (Farewell, Farewell): Farewell, farewell.

JCS: This is John Cameron Sleazy bringing you back to the studio. Bye bye Santa!

FRANK ZAPPA: Goodnight. Goodnight boys and girls.

BEATLES: (A Day in the Life) Final Chord.

©2012 David Lefkowitz

Dave’s Gone By Song (8/1/2012): THE BAGEL BOAT SONG

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Dave’s Gone By Song (8/1/2012): THE BAGEL BOAT SONG

Joined by percussionist Richard Shore, Rabbi Sol Solomon ends his stage show, Shalom Dammit!, with this ode to Jewish customs.

This song was written for the live stage show, Shalom Dammit! An Evening with Rabbi Sol Solomon, which was filmed August 2012 during the play’s run at off-off-Broadway’s Richmond Shepard Theater. 

To date, the song has not been played on the “Dave’s Gone By” program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz. Full episodes are available on youtube, Facebook (davesgoneby), Spotify, and on DavesGoneBy.com. 

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SONG: The Bagel Boat Song

THE BAGEL BOAT SONG

(Lyrics: David Lefkowitz. Music: The traditional melody of “Day-O (The Banana Boat Song)” as adapted by Harry Belafonte, Irving Burgie, and William Attaway)

Oy vey, Oy vey

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Oy vey, Oy vey

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Eat gefilte fish and matzohs

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Sign petition, keep out schvartzes

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Roast beef, corned beef, hot pastrami

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Secretly agree with Meir Kahane

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Make the blessing on the challah

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Mark the clothing down a dollah

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Kiss the fringes on your tallis

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Abba Eban Uber Alles

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Oy vey, Oy vey

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Oy vey, Oy vey

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Rabbi’s son is such a dork

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Caught him in the bathroom sniffing pork

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Trouble at my grandson’s bris

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Rabbi sneezed and the mohel missed!

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Oy!

Misavey Misavey misavey misaveh-eh-eh-ey (hey!)

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Oy vey  Oy vey

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Have a seder every Pesach

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Relatives all die of Tay-Sachs

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Grandma used to rely on hope

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Now she is a bar of soap

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Come, Mrs. Lieberman, come and kiss the Torah

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

How’d you like to do the horizontal hora?

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Kiss your phylacteries, say your bruchas

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Bend your knees and move your tuchas

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

(for the men!)

Scratch your crotch and cough up phlegm

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Next year in Jerusalem!

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

(for the women!)

Paint your nails and wear a wig

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Just don’t think of eating pig

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

(everyone!)

Sing it strong and sing it loud

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

We killed Jesus, and we’re proud!

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Oy vey  Oy vey

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray

Oy vey  Oy vey

Rabbi’s coming, and we’re gonna go pray.

©1985 written by David Lefkowitz

Dave’s Gone By Song (8/1/2012): SO YOU WANNA BE A JEW 

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Dave’s Gone By Song (8/1/2012): SO YOU WANNA BE A JEW 

Rabbi Sol Solomon extols the virtues of being a Jew, just like him.

This song was written for the live stage show, Shalom Dammit! An Evening with Rabbi Sol Solomon, which was filmed Aug. 1, 2002 during the play’s run at off-off-Broadway’s Richmond Shepard Theater. 

To date, the song has not been played on the “Dave’s Gone By” program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz. Full episodes are available on youtube, Facebook (davesgoneby), Spotify, and on DavesGoneBy.com. 

All content (c)2012 TotalTheater Productions.   

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SO YOU WANNA BE A JEW

(Lyrics: David Lefkowitz. Music: Richard M. Sherman and Robert M. Sherman’s “I Wan’na be Like You (The Monkey Song)”.)

Well, I’m the head of a synagogue
in old Great Neck, New York
Although I am not orthodox
at least I don’t eat pork
(except spare ribs)

I am generally miserable
That’s just how I be
So it’s quite a shock
And my world is rocked
When I hear you wanna be like me.

Oh, You-hoo-hoo
You wanna be a Jew-hoo-hoo?
You wanna grow a beard
Dress up weird
Nu-hu-hu?

It’s all right
If you wanna be an Israelite
Just learn the laws
Ditch Santa Claus
And you just might

Now, you don’t have to get circumcised
Well, not if you’re a chick
But boy oh boy
If you’re a goy
You better go snip that dick

Now get two sets of dishes
And a prayer book, of course
Then find a wife
And spend your life
Praying for death or divorce

Oh, boo-hoo-hoo
Wanna be Hebrew-hoo-hoo
You wanna wake up sore
Kiss the door
Lose two pounds on Yom Kippur

Oh, boy-oy-oy
Who wants to be a goy-oy-oy?
Just drop the cross
No big loss
say “oy-oy-oy!”

It’s true that I’m outspoken
I’m sorry if I shout
But when Jews are quiet
You can’t deny it –
We tend to get rubbed out

So I say what I say,
that’s just my way
When I have you in my grip
And it’s just as well
`Cause I’m cute as hell
When I do my gaza strip

Ohh… ai ai ai
So you wanna be like this Rabbi
And like me, you’ll
Run a shul
For Adonai

Ki-yi-yids
You wanna be Yi-yi-yids
I’ve got lots more facts
In the second act
So come on baaack!
Dammit!

(c)2011 David Lefkowitz.

Dave’s Gone By Song (3/17/2010): DRINK `TIL I’M DRUNK

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(c)2010 Dave Lefkowitz
NOTE: This St. Patrick’s Day debuted March 17, 2010 on the 325th episode of the “Dave’s Gone By” show.
I’m not Irish, but I wish I were
`Cause the Irish love their fun
When the Irish come to celebrate
They don’t stop till the potcheen’s done

So although I’m not an Irishman
I can hold my glass up high
I can drink just like an Irishman
And I will until I die

That is why I’m tight
Each and every night
Fill my glass, and all will be right
When I…
Drink, drink, drink `til I’m drunk
Then drink until I’m sick

Rugby and politics, pour me a shot
Mountbatten really deserved what he got
Grab me a Guinness; grab me a stout
I won’t stop `til it all vomits out
When I drink, drink, drink `til I’m drunk
And drink until I’m sick.

Watch me stumble out of the bar
Onto the sidewalk and into my car
When I come swerving into your lane
Hoist up a glass, and we’ll drink up again
When we drink, drink, drink `til we’re drunk
And drink until we’re sick.

Everyone dresses so festive and gay
Wearing the green on St. Paddy’s Day
Thanks to the whuskee and thanks to the booze
I’m wearing green from my mouth to my shoes
When I drink, drink, drink `til I’m drunk
And drink until I’m sick.

Drink `til I stagger, drink `til I fall
and cover the sidewalk with throat alcohol
Call me a loser, call me a jerk
Still, it beats taxes, marriage, and work

So I drink, drink, drink `til I’m drunk
And drink until I’m sick
(everybody!)
Drink, drink, drink `til you’re drunk
And drink until you’re sick
(one more time!)
Drink, drink, drink `til you’re drunk
And drink until you’re sick!

(c)2010 Dave Lefkowitz. All rights reserved.

Dave’s Gone By Song (12/28/2008): MY CHANUKAH WISH 

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A Jewish man prays for a present.

This segment aired Dec. 28, 2008 on the “Dave’s Gone By” video podcast program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz. Full episodes also available on youtube, Facebook (davesgoneby), and on DavesGoneBy.com. 

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MY CHANUKAH WISH

(music and lyrics by David Lefkowitz)

Everyone loves the holiday season

Each for his own particular reason

Some like the spirit, the warmth and the mood

Some like the rituals: football and food

Some crave the family, others the lights

Opening presents for eight days and nights

All of these blessings are nice to recall

But they’re not the one gift I want most of all…

Spending the holidays lonely and blue

No one to see, and not much to do

Ain’t got no girlfriend, ain’t got no misses

No one to hug me and thrill me with kisses

This time of year can be hard on your heart

I bury myself in my work and my art

But still I keep wishing the Lord hears my prayers

proving to me that he listens and cares

   So please God, I’ve been a good boy

   Won’tcha bring me some comfort and joy?

   Please God, my life is so blah

   I wanna get laid on Chanukah.    

I see all these couples go hand in hand

But I’m all alone and I don’t understand

I ain’t bad lookin’, and I treat people well

But women don’t buy what I tryin’ to sell

I go on Craigslist; I surf around J-Date

But no little Jewess will come be my playmate

It’s not like I’m looking for something long-term

I just need a vessel to unload my sperm.

   Hey God, this is my plea

   Won’tcha just do this thing for me?

   Please God, come to my aid

   I wanna get laid on Chanukah

Back in the days of Two Hundred BC

Judah and the family Maccabee

They rid the temple of every last Greek

One drop of oil for the whole friggin’ week

Those are the miracles God tends to do 

So why can’t he make one for this horny Jew?

I don’t have a temple, and I’m not in a war

I just wanna meet a Hebraic whore

Well, Hey, God, I don’t ask much

I just want a gal I can fondle and touch

Let me undo a lacy red bra

I wanna get laid on Chanukah!

Now, I admit, I ain’t the marrying kind

Commitment like that drives me out of my mind

But this time of year is it too much to hope

For a gal in a red suit to slide down my rope?

Hey, God, enough of your crap

Give me a gift I can bounce on my lap

Only one girl; don’t need a parade

I wanna get laid on Chanukah!

Maybe I’ll stop by the local saloon

Find some girl with whom I can commune 

Fill her head with what she wants to hear

And buy her beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer after beer I would usher her out of the bar

And carry that sweet thing out to my car

Now maybe that makes me sound like a creep

But it’s not rape if she’s fast asleep

C’mon, please god, send me a slut

A frummy brunette to bust my nut

Please let me manage a ménage à trois

I wanna get laid on Chanukah

I’d gladly trade all my Chanukah gelt

For a shayna maidel who makes me melt

And if she’s tender and does deep throat

I’d call her again for Shavuoth

    Hey God,

    It isn’t a sin

    I just need girl to make my dreidel spin    

    I’ll pray to Jesus, Mohammed, and Jah

    If I could get laid on Chanukah

   Ma’oz tzur yeshua’ti

   I want a girl to go down on me

    Please God,

    You know what I need

    I’m tired of whackin’ to Donna Reed

    I’ll light the candles 

    On the menorah

    If I could get laid on Chanukah

    If I could get laid on Chanukah

    If I could get laid on Chanukahh-men.

©2008 David Lefkowitz

Chords: G, Am, C, D, A, 

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NOTES & BACKSTORY:

On my weekly radio program, Dave’s Gone By, I’ve often made an effort to anti-celebrate the Christmas season with songs, by me and others, that kick the air out of Santa’s tires and suck the last drop of oil out of the great temple’s Menorah. I bet if Adam Sandler had done this on SNL, he’d have had a minor hit to follow his you-know-what song. 

The tune debuted on my 300th episode, which aired Dec. 28, 2008, and I brought it back for my celebratory 600th episode in April 2017.

Dave’s Gone By Song (10/5/2008): CRAPPY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN

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A song for the new Depression.

This segment first aired Oct. 5, 2008 on the “Dave’s Gone By” program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz. Full episodes also available on youtube, Facebook (davesgoneby), Spotify, and on DavesGoneBy.com. 

The song was also played on the Nov. 2, 2008 episode of the Dr. Demento Show.

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CRAPPY DAYS ARE HERE AGAIN

(Lyrics: David Lefkowitz. Music: Milton Ager’s 1929 song, “Happy Days are Here Again”)

Banks are failing

Feds are bailing

Look at all the falling stock

War, inflation

Dying nation      

Smashing upon Plymouth Rock

Crappy days are here again

The world is filled with fear again

Our savings disappear again 

Crappy days are here again

Grab your money from the bank 

And hock your clothes to fill your tank

We have George Bush and greed to thank 

Crappy days are here again

My, how the deficit’s grown

And good luck getting a loan!

See the banks go up in smoke

And all the brokers going broke

Just like the New York Mets, they choke 

Crappy days are here again

Everybody’s lost and numb

And frightened of the days to come

But there are no towers to leap from

Crappy days are here again.

One thing we all know for certain

No one’s hurtin’… at Halliburton

Crappy days will hit us hard

Keep maxing out that credit card

While other countries we bombard

Crappy days are here again!

 (slowly) Everyone is sad and stressed

Depression leaves us all depressed

America’s been repossessed

Crappy days are here again.

© 2008 Dave Lefkowitz

Dave’s Gone By Song (12/23/2007): PUBIC HAIR

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A hymn to the short and curlies. 

Penned in 1991, this song first aired Dec. 23, 2007 on the “Dave’s Gone By” program hosted by Dave Lefkowitz. Full episodes also available on youtube, Facebook (davesgoneby), Spotify, and on DavesGoneBy.com. 

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PUBIC HAIR

(Lyrics: David Lefkowitz. Music: The traditional melody of “O Tannenbaum”)

Pubic hair, oh, pubic hair

You are so strong and curly

My crotch looks like an aerial view

Of actress Jo Anne Worley

Pubic hair, oh, pubic hair

You are so soft and bushy

You start below my navel hole

And run down to my tushy

Pubic hair, oh, pubic hair

You’re never moist or grungy

The smegma cream I smear on you

Keeps you firm and spongy

Pubic hair, oh, pubic hair

Each one is an adventure

Each night I use a pubic hair

To floss my grandpa’s dentures

Pubic hair, oh, pubic hair

You are so tough and wiry

I like to pull out pubic hairs

And press them in my diary

Pubic hair, oh, pubic hair

Protector of my boner

Pubic hair, oh, pubic hair

I’m proud to be your owner.

©1991 David Lefkowitz