Kitty
Sinless and Purrfect
From: Alice In Wonderland
Music: Sammy Fain
Lyrics: Bob Hilliard
Im Late, Im Late
for a very important date,
No time to say hello, goodbye,
Im late, Im late, Im late
and when I wave,
I lose the time I save.
My fuzzy ears and whiskers
took me too much time to shave.
I run and then I hop, hop, hop,
I wish that I could fly.
Theres danger if I dare to stop
and heres the reason why,
(you see) Im overdue.
Im in a rabbit stew,
Cant even say goodbye, hello,
Im late, Im late, Im late.
Good morning Mister Chatterbox
Id love to stoop and chatter,
but in six and seven eighth minutes
I must meet with the mad hatter
the mad, mad, mad, mad Hatter.
We must chat about a very important matter.
Im off to see the queen of hearts
who lives up in the palace,
and the very moment Im through with her
Ive got a date with Alice.
I cant be late for Alice
or the queen of hearts who lives up in the palace.
Im late.
Music: Sammy Fain
Lyrics: Bob Hilliard
Im Late, Im Late
for a very important date,
No time to say hello, goodbye,
Im late, Im late, Im late
and when I wave,
I lose the time I save.
My fuzzy ears and whiskers
took me too much time to shave.
I run and then I hop, hop, hop,
I wish that I could fly.
Theres danger if I dare to stop
and heres the reason why,
(you see) Im overdue.
Im in a rabbit stew,
Cant even say goodbye, hello,
Im late, Im late, Im late.
Good morning Mister Chatterbox
Id love to stoop and chatter,
but in six and seven eighth minutes
I must meet with the mad hatter
the mad, mad, mad, mad Hatter.
We must chat about a very important matter.
Im off to see the queen of hearts
who lives up in the palace,
and the very moment Im through with her
Ive got a date with Alice.
I cant be late for Alice
or the queen of hearts who lives up in the palace.
Im late.
Dark Pickle
Fucked Off
We're painting the roses red
We dare not stop
Or waste a drop
So let the paint be spread
We're painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
Oh, painting the roses
And many a tear we shed
Because we know
They'll cease to grow
In fact, they'll soon be dead
And yet we go ahead
Painting the roses red
Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
Oh, pardon me
But Mister Three
Why must you paint them red?
Huh? Oh! Well, the fact is, Miss
We planted the white roses by mistake
And...
The Queen she likes 'em red
If she saw white instead
She'd raise a fuss
And each of us
Would quickly lose his head
Goodness!
Since this is the part we dread
We're painting the roses red
Oh, Dear! Then let me help you
Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
Don't tell the Queen what you have seen
Or say that's what we said
But we're painting the roses red
Yes, painting the roses red
Not pink
Not green
Not aquamarine
We're painting the roses red!
We dare not stop
Or waste a drop
So let the paint be spread
We're painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
Oh, painting the roses
And many a tear we shed
Because we know
They'll cease to grow
In fact, they'll soon be dead
And yet we go ahead
Painting the roses red
Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
Oh, pardon me
But Mister Three
Why must you paint them red?
Huh? Oh! Well, the fact is, Miss
We planted the white roses by mistake
And...
The Queen she likes 'em red
If she saw white instead
She'd raise a fuss
And each of us
Would quickly lose his head
Goodness!
Since this is the part we dread
We're painting the roses red
Oh, Dear! Then let me help you
Painting the roses red
We're painting the roses red
Don't tell the Queen what you have seen
Or say that's what we said
But we're painting the roses red
Yes, painting the roses red
Not pink
Not green
Not aquamarine
We're painting the roses red!