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