Karaoké Don't Eat the Yellow Snow Frank Zappa

Dreamed I was an eskimo

Frozen wind began to blow

And my mama cried

And my mama cried

Nanook no no

Nanook ah no

Don't be a naughty eskimo

Watch out where the huskies go

And don't you eat that yellow snow

Watch out where the huskies go

And don't you eat that yellow snow

Right about that time people

A fur trapper who was strictly from commercial

Had the unmitigated audacity to jump up from behind my igloo

And started in to whippin' on my favorite baby seal with a lead-filled snow shoe

That got me just about as evil as an eskimo boy can be

So I bent down and I reached down and I scooped down

And I gathered up a generous mitten full of the deadly

The deadly yellow snow from right there where the huskies go

Whereupon I proceeded to take that mitten full of the deadly yellow snow crystals and rub it all into his beady little eyes

With a vigorous circular motion hitherto unknown to the people of this area

But destined to take the place of the mudshark in your mythology

Here it goes now

The circular motion

Rub it

And then in a fit of anger I

I pounced and I pounced again

Great Googly Moogly

Well he was very upset as you can understand

And rightly so because the deadly yellow snow crystals had deprived him of his sight

And he stood up and he looked around and he said

Well

Oh no

I can't see

No

Ah

He took a dog doo snow cone and stuffed it in my right eye

He took a dog doo snow cone and stuffed it in my other eye

And the husky weewee

I mean the doggy weewee has blinded me

And I can't see temporarily

Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha