One evening as the sun went down And the jungle fire was burning, Down the track came a hobo hiking, And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning I'm headed for a land that's far away Besides the crystal fountains So come with me, we'll go and see The Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, There's a land that's fair and bright, Where the handouts grow on bushes And you sleep out every night Where the boxcars all are empty And the sun shines every day On the birds and the bees And the cigarette trees The lemonade springs Where the bluebird sings In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains All the cops have wooden legs And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs The farmers' trees are full of fruit And the barns are full of hay Oh I'm bound to go Where there ain't no snow Where the rain don't fall The wind don't blow In the Big Rock Candy Mountains <<kazoo solo>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountains You never change your socks And the little streams of alcohol Come trickling down the rocks The brakemen have to tip their hats And the railroad bulls are blind There's a lake of stew And of whiskey, too You can paddle all around 'em In a big canoe In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, The jails are made of tin And you can walk right out again, As soon as you are in There ain't no short-handled shovels, No axes, saws or picks, I'ma goin' to stay Where you sleep all day, Where they hung the Turk That invented work In the Big Rock Candy Mountains I'll see you all this coming Fall In the Big Rock Candy Mountains"

I was working in the lab, late one night When my eyes beheld an eerie sight For my monster from his slab, began to rise And suddenly to my surprise He did the mash, he did the monster mash The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash He did the mash, it caught on in a flash He did the mash, he did the monster mash From my laboratory in the castle east To the master bedroom where the vampires feast The ghouls all came from their humble abodes To get a jolt from my electrodes They did the mash, they did the monster mash The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash They did the mash, it caught on in a flash They did the mash, they did the monster mash The zombies were having fun, the party had just begun The guests included Wolfman, Dracula, and his son The scene was rockin', all were digging the sounds Igor on chains, backed by his baying hounds The coffin-bangers were about to arrive With their vocal group, 'The Crypt-Kicker Five' They played the mash, they played the monster mash The monster mash, it was a graveyard smash They played the mash, it caught on in a flash They played the mash, they played the monster mash Out from his coffin', Drac's voice did ring Seems he was troubled by just one thing He opened the lid and shook his fist and said "Whatever happened to my Transylvania Twist? It's now the mash, it's now the monster mash The monster mash, it was graveyard smash It's now the mash, it caught on in a flash It's now the mash, it's now the monster mash

Possession of the mind is a terrible thing It's a transformation with an urge to kill Not the body of a man from earth Not the face of the one you love, 'cause Well, I turned into a Martian Whoa oh oh I can't even recall my name Whoa oh oh Times I never hardly sleep at night Whoa oh oh Well, I turned into a Martian today I walk down city streets On an unsuspecting human world Inhuman in your midst This world is mine to own, 'cause Well, I turned into a Martian Whoa oh oh Well, I can't even recall my name Whoa oh oh Times I never hardly sleep at night Whoa oh oh Well, I turned into a Martian today Go go Well, I turned into a Martian Whoa oh oh Well, I can't even recall my name Whoa oh oh Times I never hardly sleep at night Whoa oh oh Turned into a martian Whoa oh oh Can't even recall my name Oh, won't you tell me what the fuck is my name, Martian Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh

Scooby Dooby Doo, where are you? We got some work to do now Scooby Dooby Doo, where are you? We need some help from you now Come on Scooby Doo, I see you Pretending you got a sliver You're not fooling me, cuz I can see The way you shake and shiver You know we got a mystery to solve so Scooby Doo be ready for your act Don't hold back And Scooby Doo if you come through you're gonna yourself have a Scooby snack Scooby Dooby Doo, here are you You're ready and you're willin' We can count on you, Scooby Doo I know we'll catch that villain

When the moon arises on the western sky and the vampires are out on the sly at times they have trouble finding necks to bite that's why I cook up in my roon tonight... My riboflavin flavored, non-carbonated, polyunsaturated blood (her riboflavin flavored, non-carbonated, polyunsaturated blood) Drac came to me one night at 12 and said the blood bank had no blood on the shelf I exclaimed 'don't fret!' i'll give you on fix of my newly regenerated mix I gave him riboflavin flavored, non-carbonated, polyunsaturated blood -she gave him riboflavin flavored, non-carbonated, polyunsaturated blood- It gives you quick relief you see from fang aches and corpusle deficiency Natter! consuming my laboratory brew will make a new vampire out of you It's that quality unleaded, only one calorie, polyunsaturated blood that riboflavin flavored, non-carbonated, polyunsaturated blood Drac enjoyed my brew without a hitch now he's one of those that would rather fight than switch if you're biting mre necks enjoying it less try my new non-carbonated best My riboflavin flavored, non-carbonated, polyunsaturated blood -her riboflavin flavored, non-carbonated, polyunsaturated blood-

Minus 4, minus 3, minus 2, minus 1, blast off When you hear the missile whistle You gotta roll and rock When you hear the missile whistle You gotta roll and rock Come on baby, everyone doing the A-bomb bop Well you gotta feel that beat Oh, man, it sure is neat It's got me tappin' my feet All up and down the street That's the stuff I eat That wonderful A-bomb beat When you hear the missile whistle You gotta roll and rock Oh, baby, when you hear the missile whistle You gotta roll and rock Come on baby, everyone doing the A-bomb bop When you hear the missile whistle You gotta roll and rock When you hear the missile whistle You gotta roll and rock Come on baby, everyone doing the A-bomb bop ***** If you don't know "Oh! Susanna!," you were cheated when you were six.