Lyrics:
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr toad
Popularized by Bing Crosby
(17) Gina Lollobrigida: Famous Italian
Actress born 1927, still living (93 in 2021)
One
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
You are... you gotta tell me something... I
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...
("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")
...And he laid
Un, deux, trois (uh ah, turn it up a little bit more)
Bang, bang, bang
Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking,
Un, deux, trois
Bang, bang, bang
Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking, around my head
Your information
But there's
said, I'll see you in hell But the Kennedys knew all too well
There's a New York version of everyone, whatever that means
You get your fortune told by
Un, deux, trois (uh ah, turn it up a little bit more)
Bang, bang, bang
Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking,
Un, deux, trois (uh ah, turn it up a little bit more)
Bang, bang, bang
Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking,
rather be blue
Yes I'd rather spend my whole life without you
Than feather a nest to be shattered apart
By the hum, hum of your humming bird heart.
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
rather be blue
Yes I'd rather spend my whole life without you
Than feather a nest to be shattered apart
By the hum, hum of your humming bird heart.
rather be blue
Yes I'd rather spend my whole life without you
Than feather a nest to be shattered apart
By the hum, hum of your humming bird heart.
Birds of a feather flock together and you winging it
Man this shit is for the birds and I need a brick
Quick, a 28 by 36
Man this shit is for
feathers kiss the wind
Flying so effortlessly
Your feathers kiss the wind
I hear your call and see your friends
And I know you are here again
With a message
courvoissier brew
Gotcha hands to the roof
Head bob is the proof
I'm the truth
Magic poof
Who are you that shut the city down
Dixie Hills, Riverdale as well
Un, deux, trois
Bang, bang, bang
Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking, around my head
Your information
But there's
down
We've nothing left to fear
We fit together
Together like two birds in a little nest
And now our feathers fall
Our feathers fall together
Who would
The only way to find this dusty track
Is to let me be your guide
When the dusty track ends the homestead begins
With two enormous gum trees standing side by
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
Crow, you sing so sweet and tender
We're two birds of a feather
Go bring me back a backbone
Don't go home
Raven, your talons on my forearm
Would
pistol
For the time of your life costs gold by the fistful
Have you seen those Cherokee women?
With feathers in their hair
There's a name to every
fine, feather mind
But you're not smiling
You're the head in that which I've been after
And your body makes me hard and my heart a lot softer
I've got
let me come in
Not by the hair on my chinny chin chin
I got an appetite and I'm
Comin' for your eggs
How you gonna take 'em if
You don't have any
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