Stevie McCabe words

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U VW X Y Z

CHARLIE THE CLOWN
Charlie was a clown in the local show
He swallowed balls day and night
Then one day while he was takin' a bath
He got one helluva fright
Balls were comin' at him at a frightful rate
He could hardly get outta the bath
He woke up an' figured that it was a dream,
But sod that for a laugh
Charlie, Charlie, turn your head
Another ball's comin' your way
Charlie, Charlie, turn your head -
Better get outta the way!
Charlie made his way through the bathroom door
He couldn't stand the thought of those balls
He imagined them fallin' from the top of the roof
On the carpet and all up the walls
"No more balls!", he said, "No more balls!
I'll quit my bally job today!"
But every night around 7 O'clock
Another batch'd come his way
Charlie did a runner to escape those balls
But they did their best to track him down
His boss, an ex-cop, put out an A.P.B.,
And they traced him to a fair across town
A tap upon the shoulder told him he was nicked,
And he opened his mouth like a pro -
Five months later he's still swallowing balls,
Only now he is the star of the show.

CHARLIE, OH, CHARLIE (WATCH OUT FOR YOUR BALLS!)
Charlie, Oh, Charlie, watch out for your balls
Charlie, Oh, Charlie - your story's full of holes
Give up them diamonds - its better in the end
Than sitting in San Quentin with a killer up your end
Charlie, Oh, Charlie - the Strongman's on the loose
He wants his Diamonds, and you're cooked as a goose
The Barker, the Midget, the Lion-tamer's wife
All got bets on who'll be first to stick you with a knife
Charlie, Oh, Charlie, put the ice away
Do it while you've still got balls, Charlie - today!
Charlie, please do it while your friends believe your tale
Cos Strongman's comin' with a rubber tube marked " for your tail"!

THE CHRIST WHO STOLE GRINCHMAS
Well, you couldn't melt butter in his mouth
His wrists and ankles bleed profusely
He shared the limelight with two other theives
And they spent a Good day in sheer agony
"Forgive me", forgively said the fool on the hill
As he stood, or, rather, squirmed; perfectly still
"Why have you forsaken me?" he said with a flinch
"It's nothing personal, I just prefer the Grinch"
"Why?" spake the Christ to his Almighty Dad
"Well, to be frank, he's got spunk, he's bad!"
"God bless you all, I'll die but I'll be back!"
"You betcha, my boy, hit that tomb, roll that stone back!"
Just wait till Mary M. an' the Disciples see this
They'll never believe it - Why, they'll take the piss!
Then finally, they'll believe you, but too late to find out
I've given Christmas to Grinchy and they'll have to do without
A-MEN

CHRISTMAS WITH THE STARS

What is it that makes you quite a star?
What's in your make-up? What's in your lights?
What's on your cue-card that makes you so special
What makes you hit the heights?
Merry Christmas, Spot & Rover
Merry Christmas, War is over
Drink a Toddy, custom warrants
Merry Christmas, Mister Lawrence
What is it with you Hollywood types
You make millions, not one of you types
You wash your hair with soap-and-peroxide
Your steering wheels are all on the wrong side

THE CIRCUS IS LEAVING TOWN
As the clowns roll by
All the children cry
The Circus is leavin' town
Lions in their cage
Put aside their rage
Now the Circus is leavin' town
Dwarfs and Strongmen cheer
Holding back a tear
As the Big Top is folded in two
Acrobats untie
The high-wire at five
They've nothing better to do.

CLARK COUNTY COURTROOM
Clark County Courtroom, 10 A.M.
Got a little something in mind
Because tomorrow nite, around 7 o'clock
There's a little tie we're gonna bind
Aint got no ring, aint got no ring
Aint got no veil of white
But we got a lot of lovin' - a whole lotta lovin'
That we're savin' for tomorrow nite
Reverend Alalouf -
Up on a roof
5 minutes later and he's on the hoof
Reverend Alalouf
Clark County Courttoom is a long long way
From Christchurch City, N.Z.
And Vegas is so bogus but our love is real
Just listen what the the Reverend says:
"Do you , Linda, take Steve
Totally and permanently?"
"I will take Steve -
totally and permanently"
Aint got no veil to take off your face
Aint got no Tux to return
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
An then we'll burn, baby, burn, burn, burn
Gotta be out by 8 A.M.
And on the road by 9
Frisco's just a great big freeway ride
Now I'm yours and you're mine all mine

THE CLOCK OF TIME

The clock of time keeps ticking away
Tickety Tock - Tickety Tock
You took the "Monst" out of Monster rock
You took the monster from the Loch
So sod you, you tattooed prize-fighter
You gave me the look of a dog fighter
You stole my dog and my cigarette lighter
Took my tobacco, made my cigarette lighter
Step lightly, step lanky
While that clock ticks away into nigh oblivion
We gotta get outta this place -
The pile of drubble that we've been livin' in
Hands are tied on time and tide
Tired of time, you're tired of life
Tide is nigh - reach new heights
The time is nigh - Time is tight
Clock of time, on my lifetime
Oh-woah, woah-woah woah!

COME TO THE SHIRLEY TEMPLE TAVERN
A Seething rage inflicts some kinda
Moralistic Values System
Solid Terms endure, on his terms, but -
He aint been gone long, but god we missed him
Come to the Shirley Temple Tavern
We got stuff on tap you can't tap
Inconclusive, or merely irrelevant?
Shirley, curly-wurly Shirley, don't be a sap
First you tap-dance like a child-bratette
Then you sell the franchise for those chicken croquettes!
It's as simple as that, so don't take no flak
Just watch out for the nay-sayers, Ack! Ack! Ack!

THE CROWN PRINCE OF ATLANTIC CITY
He's the Crown Prince of Atlantic City
Grins so wide you could count his teeth
Let me tell you a story of how he became
The Crown Prince of A. C. 'twas just the start of his fame!
Remember his name, cos it'll get you far
In Atlantic City, in every Hotel or bar
Every downtown joint, every seedy dive
Every filthy doss-house where the cockroaches thrive!
"Go East, young man!" was the advice he was given
So East he went - no quarter taken or given
On a sailboat so big you'd need a cyclone to blow it
And on his papa's advice, he tried hard not to blow it
But blow it he did, he really blew it big
He thought he'd made it big, turned out out he turned out a pig!
Had everything that he wanted, but he played too hard
And finally he expired like a credit-card
There's only one thing you can learn from the Prince -
Dontcha do it, and if you must, make sure you wipe off the prints!