Fred Lyrics – William Finn

Fred Lyrics by William Finn

His aroma wasn’t aromatic
His diploma said he’s smart but dumb
Quite the opposite of too emphatic
And I think he lacked a thumb

He was furry
He was frail
He was curiously pale
And jaundiced near the nose

Where a big carbuncle grows
He was a moron
He made me laugh like the dickens
He had a steal plate in his head

A funny moron
But he had a way with chickens his name was Fred
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la laaaaa

Frequently he feed his roosters
Frequently he clean their stalеs
Just to prove he loved his roostеrs
He’d kiss them on the balls

Unambitious
Under-trained
None then less he still remained amusing more than odd
Divertiss#ment from god

A little looney
After reading Jean Paul Sartre
He’d tie one on and go to bed
LOVED Mickey Rooney

But he hated Frank Sinatra
His name was Fred
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la

Then he caught a chicken disease called
Cockadooleitis
A rare from of phlebitis
Which a human being had never caught before

He had all of America outside his door
Then by god Fred started growing chicken feet!
He acquired a chicken boy named Seth
He grew feathers

And would not eat chicken meat
Then he pecked himself to death
In the casket Fred looked fried
I’m sure the under taker tried to humanize the man

But that wasn’t in the plan
He was a moron!
He made me laugh like the dickens
He had a steal plate in his head

He was kind of a gentle moron
But he had a way with chickens!
His name was Fred
His name was…Fred

A little looney
After read gene paul saratree
He’d tie one one and go to bed
LOVED Mickey Rooney

But he hated Frank Sinairta (ah)
His name was Fred
His name was Fred
HIs name was Fred

His name was- (imitates a chicken)
(spoken): sorry
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William Finn Lyrics – Fred

William Finn

Fred