Frank (guitar, vocals) George (keyboards, vocals) Bruce (trombone) Tom (bass) Chester (drums)
The of greggery peccary!
Oh, comes greggery, grecgery peccary The gregarious swine
A Is a pig a white collar That hangs around texas and paraguay Sometimes as far West as
Catalina, catalina, catalina!
This peccary Is of that bold (bold), New (new) (breeding) That extinguishes By markings which a tie Directly the collar
If it's enough Everyone will That the tie I'm Is a Of how nimble mv mind know Ooh-ooh!
(swine suave!)
out! Here he again!
Oh here comes peccary. Yes cravv, cravy, veah...
morning, greggery drives His red volkswagen to the ugly of town where they keep the government buildings.
Voodn, voodn! Boy it's so hard to find a place to around here! Greggery peccary takes the Up to the eighty-third of a grim, Gray, building With a on the front reading: 'big associates. trend-mongers'.
And what, might you ask, is a monger? Well, a monger is a person Who dreams up a (like 'the twist' --- or power'), And it throughout the land, Using all the frightening skills science has made available!
And so it was, one morning, Greggery peccary made his way through the steno . . .
Hi mildred! gladys! Wanda!
Yes, from the they laid on him, All the girls in the big Steno . . . was a Nocturnal, Wild On his way up! A of destiny, And Romance!
Is any mail for me?
Swifty's! is big swifty's! At big we all know-ow-ow go For any or gizmo!
you rather be involved In a of colorful trends?
Air . . . biff . . . dush-h-h!
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, youp youp youp
Is your wife snoring by the
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, youp youp youp
Ain't your life boring, don'tcha
Youp youp youp youp youp youp Life is so better When there's some little To do!
Does it matter this waste of time Is makes a life for you? hmmmmm?
I must plummet To my Laminated, desk, the strategically-placed, Imported, very hip pipe, And the latest of the earth catalog, And rack my mind For a New trend, Thereby our limping Economy, And For & miserable people Some new To with.!
We have got the little To the That might` be you!
We have got little toys! (we're busy 'em!)
makin' 'em, We're makin' 'em, makin' 'em for you!
Yoo-hoo-hoo! Very efficient. snodgrass!
And that. Gregcery And nonchalantly Into his dinky office the desk and the catalog And the very hip pipe. And proceeded, a vigor and determination Known only to Of a similarly Proportion, To single-handedly The calendar! his eye rolled heaven-ward. And his little pig-hoofs on the Desk, greggery the of eternity (and fractional Divisions thereof), as Angelic voices sing to him a distance, providing the Necessary clues for the of thrilling new trend!
Wow! Sunday,
Sunday,
Saturday. . .tuesday - monday'!
Saturday. . .
And the calendar, In all of it's colorful Was to The bored & people Everywhere!
issued a memo on it. Whereupon the entire Of the steno with it strenuously, And it as a way of life, And took little pills by it. And went 'n forth from by it. And paid their by it, And before long they were Birthday in the office By it, now. at last, Crecgery exciting new
Had made it For To out How old were!
hath God wrought?
Unfortunately, There were some Who did not wish to Know, And why, On his way home the office One night, was attacked By a of hunchmen! Making his way the Evening traffic, greggery the other vehicles which Crowd and his little red car Are all by slowly-aging 'very hip people', appear to be casting Sinister glances him Through glinting acid burn- Out eyeballs, to run him Off the road, or him bump into Something, giving evidence Of aggression!
To elude them, greggery the Short forest off the express- Way. zoom after him in all of cars. trucks, buses, and Motorcycles.
Greggery takes a bumpy Off the short forest road, Which leads him up the Of a (and convenientlv Placed) mountain, and into a Cave on the of a cliff, not far From a twisted tree. . .with on it.
Meanwhile, the enraged (and hunch-'women) the short forest until (realizing the swine has Escaped, they decide to their vehicles in a circular Pseudo-wagon formation. . .
And a love-in!
Under the of a fantastic Amount of trendy amusement Aid, they proceed to perform Acts, rip other off for small possessions, and dance With depraved in the vicinity Of a pile of transistor radios Each one to a different station).
The hunchmen expire exhaustion, And greggery, Who has the proceedings From a distance, a sigh of relief. . .
Phew! Only to be terrified once By a roar of laughter. . .
Ho! ho! ho!
Which to be rumbling up From the very of the cave In which he has his car!
(good lord! was that!? )
Grecgery realize He has concealed Inside the very of the mountain!
Ho! ho! ho!
And, as you all know, Whenever laughs, and boulders hack up, And the air for around Is filled with of dust, Forming a series of clouds!
Who is making those new brown Who is those clouds these days? Ho is making those new brown Better ask a philostopher 'n see he says!
Greggery stops at a gas And makes a mysterious
Is this the old With the peelin' off it By the police Here the roll by?
Is here they keep The now, With the & the dust, Where the books go to
How yez got? Say yez got a few, Just sittin' there With to do?
Well I called yez up 'cause I to see A be of assistance To me! Gregcery receives 'the livin philostopher Knon to Is in possession of the information In question, And, furthermore, this be his, If only greggery would a 'special group (classes now forming), And at a special Low fee. . . And now, he is, greatest living philosto- Pher to mankind', robert denameland! it away!
"folks, As vou can see for yourself. The way this clock here Is behaving, is of affliction! Now this might be cause for Among a of you, as, a certain experience, I tend to eons are closing'!"
Make your payable to
-25.8-
robert denameland, Greatest philostopher to mankind'!
Who is those new brown clouds? Who is making those these days? Who is making those new brown If you ask a pilostopher, see you pays!