Putrid food-scam slash needy mongrels © PETER ANDERSSON A MUSIC PARODY BASED ON: "PRETTY WOMAN" BY: ROY ORBISON BONUS QUOTE: "My grandfather once told me that there were two kinds of people: Those who do the work and those who take the credit. He told me to try to be in the first group; there was much less competition." INDIRA GHANDI		Big holidays are really just a bad excuse used by family people to dump their work on the rest of us, to break their diets and exercise habits (that makes them at least somewhat tolerable to the single eye) and indulge in fatty food and/or to come back to work the next normal weekday with a legit hangover. There are too many of them altogether but the one I loathe the most among these calendarial excuses for slacking and letting go is Halloween, because not only do I get the raw end of the deal and have to put up with family people skipping work as described above, but also because when I finally get home to my own place I'M still expected to feed THEIR dirty, filthy, stinking, putrid offspring so that the parents don't have to themselves! (And if you're a parent offended by this intro and song, please remember when your daughter gets older and leaves school to run away with the first best sugardaddy she can find that it was not me but YOU yourself who taught her to take candy from strangers!) Putrid food-scam, wobbling down my street Putrid food-scam, kids out on Halloween Putrid food-scam And I believe they're too young for goth And all they'll get from me is loth O' parsley! Needy mongrels, what they want from me Needy mongrels, is trick or treat you see Needy mongrels Out for candy, much for free Think they're gonna get from me Noooooooo! Shaky mongrels, sugar high Ugly mongrels, dressing vile Sickly mongrels, hepatitides Puny mongrels, A-B-C Every mongrel'll come my way Hungry mongrels, stay away from me Or I'll feed you, lead from my gate Don't ask your parents, be warned too late Pesky mongrels, don't come nearby Pesky mongrels, don't even try Pesky mongrels, just run away, way... all day Cos that's the way to safety, m'kay (LOTSA HARD RUNNING TINY FEET INTERLUDE OVER SHOTGUN FIRE AND CROWS CAWING) I'll now appraise my dental state They went and served me on a plate Because you see... All their candy's left for me! Yeah, they dropped their sacks for me! Oh... I... won the food-scam © Peter Andersson 2010
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