Father O'Blivion

Get on your feet and do the funky Alphonzo! Father Vivian O'Blivion Resplendent in his frock Was whipping up the batter For the pancakes of his flock He was looking rather bleary He forgot to watch the clock Cause the night before Behind the door A leprechaun had stroked hi— The night before Behind the door A leprechaun had stroked (He stroked it) The night before Behind the door A leprechaun had stroked his Smock (Stroked his smock) Which set him off in such a frenzy He sang "Lock Around The Crock" An' he topped it off with a— An' he topped it off with a— An' he topped it off with a— As he stumbled on his— He was delighted as it stiffened And ripped right through his sock Oh, Saint Alfonzo would be proud of me (He shouted down the block) Dominus Vo-bisque 'em Et come spear a tu-tu, oh Won't you eat my sleazy pancakes Just for Saintly Alfonzo They're so light an' fluffy white We'll raise a fortune by tonight They're so light an' fluffy white We'll raise a fortune by tonight They're so light an' fluffy brown They're the finest in the town They're so light an' fluffy brown They're the finest in the town Good morning, Your Highness I brought you your snow shoes Good morning, Your Highness I brought you your snow shoes