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Album: Miscellaneous (1988)
Artists: Sherman Allan

  1. Al N Yetta
  2. Americas A Nice Italian Name
  3. Automation
  4. Barry Is The Babys Name
  5. Beautiful Teamsters
  6. Bye Bye Blumberg
  7. Eight Foot Two Solid Blue
  8. Good Advice
  9. Green Stamps
  10. Grow Mrs Goldfarb Grow
  11. Hail To Thee Fat Person
  12. Harvey And Sheila
  13. Headaches
  14. Hello Muddah Hello Fadduh
  15. Heres To The Crabgrass
  16. Holiday For States
  17. Hungarian Goulash No 5
  18. I Cant Dance
  19. I See Bones
  20. J C Cohen
  21. Kiss Of Myer
  22. Little Butterball
  23. Lotsa Luck
  24. Me
  25. Mexican Hat Dance
  26. No Ones Perfect
  27. One Hippopotami
  28. Pills
  29. Pop Hates The Beatles
  30. Rat Fink
  31. Ride Of Paul Revere
  32. Shine On Harvey Bloom
  33. Shticks Of One Kind And Half A Dozen Of The Other
  34. Skin
  35. The Bronx Bird Watcher
  36. The Dropouts March
  37. The Lion's Share


Sherman Allan
Miscellaneous
Pop Hates The Beatles
+Pop Hates The Beatles

My daughter needs a new phonograph.
She wore out all the needles.
Besides, I broke the old one in half.
I hate the Beatles.

She says they have a Liverpool beat.
She says they used to play there.
Four nice kids from offa the street.
Why didn't they stay there?

What is all the screaming about?
Fainting and swooning.
Sounds to me like their guitars
Could use a little tuning.

The boys are from the British Empire.
The British think they're keen.
If that is what the British desire,
God Save The Queen.

No daughter of mine can push me around.
In my home I'm the master.
But when the British come into town,
Gad, what a disaster.

Little girls in sneakers and jeans.
Destroyed the territory.
'Twas like some of the gorier scenes
From West Side Story.

Of course my daughter had to go there.
The tickets are cheap, she hollers.
I was able to pick up a pair
For forty-seven dollars.

When the Beatles come on the stage,
They scream and shriek and cheer them.
Now I know why they're such a rage,
It's impossible to hear them.

Ringo is the one with the drum,
The others all play with him.
It shows you what a boy can become
Without a sense of rhythm.

There's Beatle books and T-shirts and rings,
And one thing and another.
To buy my daughter all of these things,
I had to sell her brother.

Back in 1776
We fought the British then, folks.
Parents of America,
It's time to do it again, folks.

When they come back, here's how we'll begin,
We'll throw 'em in Boston harbor.
But please, before we toss 'em all in,
Let's take 'em to a barber.
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