Friday, December 22, 2006

Short People - Randy Newman

Rachel's Favorite Sister Amanda and Brother-in-Law Andrew told us that we needed to listen to this song because it pretty much sums up the purpose of our existence. We listened, and we agree.

Short people got
no reason,
Short people got
no reason,
Short people got
no reason to live.

They got
little hands,
little eyes,
they walk around
tellin' great big lies.
They got
little noses
tiny little teeth,
they wear platform shoes
on their nasty little feet.

Well, I
don't want no short people,
don't want no short people,
don't want no short people round here.

Short people are just the same as you and I.
(It's a wonderful world.)
All men are brothers until the day they die.

Short people got
nobody,
short people got
nobody,
short people got
nobody to love.

They got
little baby legs
and they stand so low
you got to pick 'em up
just to say hello.
They got
little cars that go beep, beep, beep.
They got
little voices goin' peep, peep, peep.
They got
grubby little fingers,
and dirty little minds,
they're gonna get you
every time.

Well, I
don't want no short people,
don't want no short people,
don't want no short people 'round here.

1 comment:

Mom Elek said...

Okay. I can take a hint. I'm leaving. Just because I'm shorter than both of you...I just don't know why you couldn't tell me yourself. I don't want to be around here anyway. See, now I am gone now.