Spike Jones - The Man On The Flying Trapeze Lyrics

The Man on the Flying Trapeze
(As performed by Doodles Weaver)

As the crowd roars, to the center ring steps our fractured baritone.
Are you in voice Winstead?
I believe I am in voice.
(pitch pipe)
*sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO
professor?
(pitch pipe)
*sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO

Ohhh..... hunce I was wappy uh, Once I was sappy uh, Sap I was wussy... no,
no, no...
Once I was happy, buts now I borlorn, uh,
Lorn I fow mow, uh, Sigh on lie now, uh, Nylons are free.... No, no...
Now I'm forlorn...
(pitch pipe)
*sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO

Like an old goat... Oh no, not a goat, that's an animal.
Like an old coat that is tornered and tat, uh.... teetered and tonned,
uh... tattered and tipped, uh... tap with a toupee, uh... ripped!
(pitch pipe)
*sings out of tune* OOOWWWWWOOOOO

Left in this wide world to sleep and to snore, uh... to weep and to mourn,
Betreaned by a jade in her means. No. Bemeaned by a trade for some
jeans.
No. Bejeaned by a teen with some jade. No. Betrayed by a maid in her
teens.
OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...................

He floats by his hair. Ooh. Not by his hair. That would hurt!
Speaking of hair, a man came up to me and said,