Lyrics Marteria – Green Green Gras

From wicked jokes to stupid puns to anvils that fall on your head
I’m very good at fancy dances, I can even pirouette
Then smack the villain with a fish. I know my cartoon etiquette
I can make my face all mean and really give you quite a fright
Then make up with flowers made of real explosive dynamite
When in a jam, I just yell, «Stop!» and villains in their tracks are froze
Then I sneak up, and utter «Start!» and take their hands and honk their nose
I am quite proud to be in such a hierarch’al progeny
To suit my mood, I can call forth a lot of different sceneries
From Daffy Duck and Tweety Bird to Babs and Buster Bunny
To suit my mood, I can call forth a lot of different sceneries
Like outer space and desert scapes and Himalayan eateries
From this bag here, why, I can pull most anything imaginable
Like office desks and lava lights and Bert who is a cannibal