SOTH PARK LYRICS
Les:I'm going down to South Park, gonna have myself a time.
Stan,Kyle:Friendly faces everywhere, humble folks without temptation.
Les:Going down to South Park, gonna leave my woes behind.
Cartman:Ample parking day or night, people spouting,"Howdy neighbor!"
Les:Heading on up to South Park, gonna see if I can't unwind.
Kenny:Not intended for younger children.
Les:Come on down to South Park and meet some friends of mine.
It's hard to be a Jew on xmas, my friends won't
let me join in any games, and I can't sing xmas
songs or decorate a xmas tree, or leave water
out for Rudolph cause there's something wrong
with me, my people don't believe in Jesus Christ's
divinity, I'm a Jew, a lonely Jew, on xmas...
Hannakuh is nice, but why is it, that Santa passes
over my house every year, and instead of eating
ham I have to eat Kosher Latee, instead of Silent
Night I'm singing "Hoo hach do ga-veesh," and
what the f**k is up with lighting all these f**king
candles tell me please, I'm a Jew, a lonely Jew,
'd be merry, but I'm Hebrew, on xmas...
Weeeeeeeeeeel, Kyle's mom is a bitch, she's a
big fat bitch, she's the biggest bitch in the whole
wide world, she's a stupid bitch, if there ever was
a bitch, she's a bitch to all the boys and girls...
Monday she's a bitch, on Tuesday she's a bitch,
Wednesday thru Saturday she's a bitch, then on
Sunday just to be different she's a super king-size
major major bi-otch! Have you ever met my friend
Kyle's mom, she's the biggest bitch in the whole
wide world, she's a mean old bitch and he has
stupid hair, she's a bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
bitch bitch, bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch
bitch bitch she's a stupid bitch, Kyle's mom's a
bitch, and she's just a dirty bitch. Kyle's mom
is a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitchhhh!
Crowd: Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo, he loves me, I
love you, therefore vicariously he loves you, even
if you're a Jew.
Man: Sometimes he's nutty, sometimes he's corny, he
can be brown or greenish-brown. But if you eat fiber
on Christmas Eve, he might come to your town.
Crowd: Mr. Hankey the Christmas poo, he loves me, I
love you, he loves you!
JIMBO: (Well, be sure to join us next time,
untill then....)
We're so glad you spend your time with us,
While we slaughter our way through nature's guts,
Come again and stay awhile,
We'll kill a lot more living things and make them
bleed.
NED: Mmm...Goo
You got the strength,
You got the courage,
Even with a dead fetus on yo' head,
You carry on,
You fight for tommorow,
A dead fetus know,
You never let go,
Your my conjointed twin--dead thing hanging
off yo' head woman.
