Fiery Furnaces - Inca Rag/Name Game lyrics

In the cracker barrel dumpster I found a bag: Red-white striped, I opened it - gag: Mummy day Pizarro dressed in a Inca rag Call on in to work quick Tell 'em that I'm sea sick Uncle Ricky's schooner's docked at Pampano Beach: Weigh anchor and me and him each Need some extra sunblock, do it for 'em he can't reach San Juan by next Sunday Mummy, mummy, mummy Walking through the market, stop buy some rum and coke: Plantains please, my mummy man spoke But you have to pay 'cos you know dude, I'm broke Sitting outside the sunset, are we in Cadiz yet? Over to Majorca for few audience fit Juan Carlos, his throne he go sit Throw the Mummy in the dungeon bottomless pit Appealing in The Hague say Mummy, mummy, mummy I was listening to Cla**ic VH when I pulled an H. Singh Drank myself to a stupor, ears started to ring And I'll go to Finally Al's and type my brains away Let's play Bacci and Horseshoes and Croquet But no, not cricket 'cause I can't say their names And I'll go to Finally Al's and type my brains away Penguin, Moe, Sal, Chris Penguin, Moe, Sal, Chrisssss