The Son of the last of a long line of thinkers. (delascabezas) wrote in frankandeddie,
The Son of the last of a long line of thinkers.
delascabezas
frankandeddie

On Peyote Smoking Sheepherders

(to the tune of Angels We have Heard on High)
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(Frank)
Two hit men are we, oh my!
Quickly killing o’er the world.
If the roster says "He dies",
our shotguns will spill his brains.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Eddie)
Why are you singing so loud?
You should have used the ten-gage!
Which of us is cleaning this?
We don't have enough fresh rags.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Frank)
Shut up and go get the car
Christ the cops will be here soon;
Please, just get us out of here,
Chinese food is our next stop.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Eddie)
Chinese! I want Mexican.
I won't back down from this fight!
Chink food gives me agita,
I'll be up with gas all night.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Frank)
Mexican is too spicy,
how 'bout diner food instead?
If Rocco's is still open,
I will even buy you beer.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Eddie)
O.K. but you clean the blood
staining the upholstery.
I have to toss my handsaw,
after cutting up that coot.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Frank)
Lets just get to Roccos,
We will clean up in the back.
I am beat, it's getting late,
all I want is a stiff drink.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Eddie)
Alright Frank, lets hit the road.
Holy fuck! What is that thing?
It flies just like an airplane,
but it doesn't have no wings!

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Frank)
Pull over, I'll take a look
with night-scope binoculars.
What the hell? A wooden sled?
Some fat guy and twelve reindeer.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

:::Thunderous Roar::

(Frank)
Eddie, why did you do that?
He did nothing to bug us,
Reindeer guts rain on our heads!
Damn your rocket gun habit.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Frank)
What the hell? What's all that shit?
Burning boxes, melting bows..
That sled sure was full of stuff...
Who could need so many toys?

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Eddie)
Frank, that old fuck was Santa.
He got just what he deserved.
He never brought me Game Boy,
every year I asked for it.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Frank)
You iced a guy for a Game Boy?
Jesus man, that's pretty cold.
At Christmas, what did you get,
instead of your Game Boy thing?

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Eddie)
I don't remember now Frank,
that happened so long ago...
It might have been an Atari,
or maybe a Colleco.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Frank)
You dumb fuck! How old were you?
When you wanted this Game Boy?
Game boy was in the Eighties,
Atari was seventies!

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Eddie)
Huh, you're right, what do ya know?
I shouldn't have iced him.
Oh well, lets get back to town,
Before Rocco closes up.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Frank)
Eddie, you are a fuck up,
killing Santa without pay.
Think how much we could have made
ending the war on Christmas.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Eddie)
Sorry Frank, I guess you're right.
But its too late to fix things.
Now I guess I'll never get
my Christmas wish, a Game Boy.

We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!
We go-ooooo-ooooo-ooooo-tta kill to get the paycheck!

(Together)
Two killers are we, oh my,
spreading bloodshed 'cross the world.
If someone has got to die,
we will whack them joyfully.

We gotta kill to get the paycheck!
We gotta kill to get the paycheck!


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