Bart Simpson - Deep Deep Trouble

600,000 views! Thanks to All!Original TextBart:Let me start at the start, then take it awayMy name is Simpson, Bartholomew J.That's Bart with an "art" and a capital "B"Then "Simp" plus "S o N" that's meIntroductions aside, let's move right alongYou can all sing along at the sound of the gongOnce upon a time, about a week agoAll of the sudden, trouble started to growAlarm was buzzin', I was snoozin'Supposed to get up now, but I was refusingTo let reality become an intrusion'Cause in dreamy-dreamland I was cruisin'But the buzz kept buzzin', my head kept fuzzinGave the radio a throw and heard an explosionI opened up my eyes to my surpriseThere stood Homer and his temperature risedI will chillin', he was yellin'Face all distored, 'cause he was propellin'I said I'm real sorry, but that didn't cut it.I started to protest, but Dad saidHomer:Shut it! Get up, mow the lawn! Move it on the double!'Cause if you don't, you're in deep, deep, trouble!Bart:So I'm in the front yard mowing like crazySweating like a pig and the sun is blazyHomer's in the driveway, gettin' in the carWith Mom and Lis, I hope they're going real farThen Dad yellsHomer: Bart!Bart: And I go, "Yo!" He goesHomer: You done yet?Bart: And I go, "No!" So he goesHomer: Oh, your're too slow!Bart:So I step on the gas, speed up the mowDidn't see that sprinkler underneath that treeWham! Ke! Pish!Rainin' on me! I go, "Whoa!" Homer goesHomer:D'oh! Now you can't go, to the boat show!Bart:Soaked to the bone, standin' in a puddleNo one needs to tell me I'm in deep, deep troubleBart:As soon as they're gone, I'm stretched on a lawnLooking at the sky with my sunshades onNow I never ever claimed that I was a smartyBut inspiration hits me: "Let's have a party!"I called up my posse. They were here in a flashThey brought all their pals, we started to thrash!There was rompin', and stompin', an occasional crashA fist fight or two, and Nintendo for cashWe raided the fridge, dogs raided the trashI got a little worried when the windows got smashedThe next thing you know Mom and Dad are homeThe kids disappear, and I'm all aloneEverything is silent except for my moanAnd the low bluesy tone of a saxophoneThey look at me, then they go into a huddleGet the sinking sensation I'm in deep, deep troubleBart:There's a little epilogue to my tale of sadnessI was dragged down the street by His Royal DadnessWe rounded the corner and came to a stopThrew me inside Jake's barber shopI said, "please sir just a little off the top..."Dude shaved me bare, gave me a lollipopSo on my head there's nothing but stubbleMan, I hate bein' in deep, deep trouble!

Channel: Music
Uploaded: November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am
Author: SalvoPlissken

Length: 03:35
Rating: 4.906135
Views: 807073

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