12/05/04

“Comply with Me” (with apologies to Cahn/Van Heusen and Ol’ Blue Eyes)
By The Dood
Comply with me, don’t lie, let’s fly away
‘Cause you could use some erotic abuse
From a rod in far Taipei
Comply with me, or die, we’ll fly away
Comply with me, let’s make you black and blue
With gun in hand, we’ll make you stand
‘Til you’re totally subdued
Comply with me, let’s tighten your thumbscrew
Once we lash you down onto a chair
You’ll say a prayer so terrified
We take pride, you’re shanghaied
Once you fall into the snare
You’ll be cowering in fear
Then you may hear, agents jeer – just because we’re your captor
It’s rather wise to hide from General Fay
But just say the words, and we’ll beat the Kurds
Down in sunny Gitmo Bay
Climb aboard a flying padded room – obey
Comply with me, comply, or fly away
Hit him Rummy! (Instrumental)
Once we lash you down onto a chair
You’ll say a prayer so terrified
We take pride, you’re shanghaied
Once you fall into the snare
You’ll be cowering in fear
Then you may hear, agents jeer – just because we’re your captor
It’s rather wise to hide from General Fay
But just say the words, and we’ll beat the Kurds
Down in sunny Gitmo Bay
Climb aboard a flying padded room – obey
Comply with me, ‘fess up, or fly away