"GET YER BUTT IN YER SEAT" (Sung to, "Takin' It to the Streets") -- A Postmodern Carol (#17 in a Series)

"GET YER BUTT IN YER SEAT!"

GET YER BUTT IN YER SEAT

[Sung to, "TAKIN' IT TO THE STREETS," with apologies to Michael McDonald and the Doobie Brothers. All of them!]

Get that cheesecake off your brother
It doesn't look good in his hair
Your ears don't work too well in this world
Fairly soon your crimes will tell.
 
Now You, yellin' 'bout the things you’re gonna do to me
I ain’t blind and I don’t like what I think I see
Get your butt in yer seat
Chain your butt to that seat
Get your butt in yer seat
Chain your butt to that seat

Take this message to your brother
you will find him in his underwear
Whenever you guys eat together
You need be chained to a chair.
 
Now You, yellin' 'bout some things you saw on the TV
I'm half blind because I'm tired of what I know I see
Get your butt in yer seat
Chain your butt to that seat
Get your butt in yer seat
Chain your butt to that seat

Take your message to your mother
tell her Da-da is unfair
Whenever you guys are together
You make Da-da yell and swear
 
Now You, howlin' like a freakin' little butt-banshee
I'm unkind and I don’t care what you think of me (but)
Get your butt in yer seat
Chain your butt to that seat
Get your butt in yer seat
Chain your butt to that seat

Get your butt in yer seat
Chain your butt to that seat
Get your butt in yer seat
Chain your butt to that seat

Chain your butt to that seat.

[Sing Postmodern Carol #16]
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