Songs in Episode 14: The Challenge

Performed by: Gobo and Boober (instrumental)

Notes: Gobo on his gourd guitar and Boober on his washboard

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Performed by: Junior Gorg

Notes: different words than in episode 7

You get up in the morning,
Try and have some fun,
And then your stupid Daddy tells you that you're,
Dum de dum de dum de dum.
Dum de dum de dum de dum.

You try and eat your breakfast,
Blowing bubble gum,
And then your stupid Mommy tells you that you're,
Dum de dum de dum de dum.
Dum de dum de dum de dum.

You want to catch a Fraggle,
Catch it for your mom,
And then your Daddy gives you a job that's really,
Dum de dum de dum de dum.
Dum de dum de dum de dum.

"Oh, boy.  This pumpkin knife is really dull!  Achoo!  Oh, brudder.
Gee, I wish I was that handsome young Gorg that the magic genie
appeared to.  Then the genie would say to me, `Oh handsome Gorg,
you have proved yourself ready in every way.  You may have
anything, anything in the Universe.'  And then I would gaze up at
the genie in amazement and I would say, `Why thank you, Mr. Genie. 
I'll have a new pumpkin knife." -Junior Gorg

I wish I had a genie.
I wish I had a chum.
I wish I had a song to sing that wasn't only,
Dum de dum de dum de dum (repeat 4 times)...

Performed by: Boober, Gobo and Red

When my time to go is here,
Call my friends to gather near.
Tell the doctor and the preacher that I'm failing.

"Boober, where did you learn a funeral dirge?" -Red
   "I composed it in honor of my own departure." -Boober
"Hey, pick up the tempo, will ya?  I like a funeral dirge you can
dance to." -Junior Gorg
   "A funeral dirge?" -Red
"You can dance to?" -Gobo
   "I think we're homeward bound." -Red
"All we have to do is.." -Gobo
   "Pick up the tempo!" -Gobo and Red 

But forget about your black,
'Cause I'm planning to come back.
Play some honky-tonkin' grief and Dixie wailing.

Pick me up and lay me down,
And spread the news all over town,
And tell 'em all to come or they'll be sorry.

"Slow down." -Boober

Pick me up and shake me twice.
I'm coming back from paradise.
This poor boy is here to live in glory.

"This should be somber and dignified." -Boober

When it's time to say good-bye,
All my friends will sit and cry,
And they'll watch the coffin rockin' round and squirmin'.

Then they'll raise a mighty shout,
When my bones come marching out.
And I praise myself and preach the final sermon.

"Wait a minute.  You're losing the sad, maudlin quality." -Boober

Pick me up and lay me down,
And spread the news all over town,
And tell them all to come or they'll be sorry.

Pick me up and shake me twice,
I'm coming back from paradise,
This poor boy is here to live in glory.

When the Earth begins to quake,
From the shaking at my wake,
I'll be here and making music like a light wine [could be life line].

'Till the honky-tonkin' grief,
Gives the Angels sweet relief,
'Cause they know that Dixie wail is still surviving.

Pick me up and lay me down,
And spread the news all over town,
And tell them all to come or they'll be sorry.

Pick me up and shake me twice,
I'm coming back from paradise,
This poor boy is here to live in glory.

Pick me up and lay me down,
And spread the news all over town,
And tell them all to come or they'll be sorry.

Pick me up and shake me twice,
I'm coming back from paradise,
This poor boy is here to live in glory.
This poor boy is here to live in glory.

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