There's an eight-hundred pound gorilla in the room
And everybody knows she's there
She drinks cherry cola from a pink viola
She always gets it in her hair
Bobby Smith-Baker keeps a fish on the line
And let's it swim around all day
The boys on the block analyze their stocks
To figure out which ones to play
And I, I'm singing do be do da day
I, I'm singing do be do da day
East meets West in a pissing match
It's a power struggle on the floor
The girls bring the snacks and the Cracker Jacks
And wonder what they're fighting for
There's a black cat tripping on some window pane
Trying hard to catch his breath
Jenny writes a note and sticks it down his throat
Until he finally chokes to death
And I, I'm singing do be do da day
I, I'm singing do be do da day
The children's television's tuned to CNN
They never venture out to play
Mom's on the roof with her ninety proof
That's all she wants to do all day
And I, I'm singing do be do da day
I, I'm singing do be do da day
In Ross, California there's a laundromat
Where pilots meet with engineers
They build paper airplanes thirty feet long
Sometimes it takes a couple of years
In walks a sailor with his hat in hand
Looking like he's out of place
Big fat Eddy tells them all to get ready
They could save the human race
And I, I'm singing do be do da day
I, I'm singing do be do da day