Song | 1917 |
Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
Album | Blueberry Boat |
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Going down Morgan with Janko, Jerko, and Jerry | |
We downed our Pils, and over at the South Shore, they sipped their sherry | |
I opened my Kaiserized speller to learn what they know | |
Nurse killers, annexers-executioners, waouh! | |
Hey Slavonians, be ye mindful | |
That our ‘tis tongue dies never | |
The happy Hun Felsch sure likes his blond beer | |
And I like his doubles so much I might even cheer | |
Last year he had enough and got fixed on the cardinal | |
Who'd pardon all | |
The riff-raff and all their sinister ways and halfs and he laughs | |
Over on fifty-sixth, and he's got the arsenic on his left White Sock | |
And he sees the chicken stock in a big black pot | |
And he pours in the lot, but what ruined or saved the day | |
Was that the soup then turned gray, and a hundred higher-ups came | |
Back safe from the hospital to keep getting wafers from Mundelein | |
But now the Gigantics are getting the tar taken out of their pine | |
By my hero Red Faber and I'm ready to get rapprochement with my neighbor | |
As part of the healthy back and forth | |
But not if he's from up north. | |
So I ask Dad, Why can't we ever win, ever win, once | |
Go ask Dad, why you can't ever win, ever win, once |
Going down Morgan with Janko, Jerko, and Jerry | |
We downed our Pils, and over at the South Shore, they sipped their sherry | |
I opened my Kaiserized speller to learn what they know | |
Nurse killers, annexersexecutioners, waouh! | |
Hey Slavonians, be ye mindful | |
That our ' tis tongue dies never | |
The happy Hun Felsch sure likes his blond beer | |
And I like his doubles so much I might even cheer | |
Last year he had enough and got fixed on the cardinal | |
Who' d pardon all | |
The riffraff and all their sinister ways and halfs and he laughs | |
Over on fiftysixth, and he' s got the arsenic on his left White Sock | |
And he sees the chicken stock in a big black pot | |
And he pours in the lot, but what ruined or saved the day | |
Was that the soup then turned gray, and a hundred higherups came | |
Back safe from the hospital to keep getting wafers from Mundelein | |
But now the Gigantics are getting the tar taken out of their pine | |
By my hero Red Faber and I' m ready to get rapprochement with my neighbor | |
As part of the healthy back and forth | |
But not if he' s from up north. | |
So I ask Dad, Why can' t we ever win, ever win, once | |
Go ask Dad, why you can' t ever win, ever win, once |
Going down Morgan with Janko, Jerko, and Jerry | |
We downed our Pils, and over at the South Shore, they sipped their sherry | |
I opened my Kaiserized speller to learn what they know | |
Nurse killers, annexersexecutioners, waouh! | |
Hey Slavonians, be ye mindful | |
That our ' tis tongue dies never | |
The happy Hun Felsch sure likes his blond beer | |
And I like his doubles so much I might even cheer | |
Last year he had enough and got fixed on the cardinal | |
Who' d pardon all | |
The riffraff and all their sinister ways and halfs and he laughs | |
Over on fiftysixth, and he' s got the arsenic on his left White Sock | |
And he sees the chicken stock in a big black pot | |
And he pours in the lot, but what ruined or saved the day | |
Was that the soup then turned gray, and a hundred higherups came | |
Back safe from the hospital to keep getting wafers from Mundelein | |
But now the Gigantics are getting the tar taken out of their pine | |
By my hero Red Faber and I' m ready to get rapprochement with my neighbor | |
As part of the healthy back and forth | |
But not if he' s from up north. | |
So I ask Dad, Why can' t we ever win, ever win, once | |
Go ask Dad, why you can' t ever win, ever win, once |