Les Claypool - Puddin' Taine lyrics

Pa** the pen there Billy Bob I'll write us up a song Or perhaps I'll pen a sonnet If the melody sits all wrong Hand me down a crayon And I'll draw a mighty oak 'cause of all my brother Masons I'm the quickest with a joke Catch me in the right light You'll see my shape's shaped to please And if I shank my trousers down I'm hung just above the knee You may have difficulty catchin' breath When you hear my weighty name I'm the one that told you, told you so They calls me Puddin' Taine Yes, they calls me Puddin' Taine Step on up to dance the dance And touch the hand that heals Like the tallest hog on Wall Street I'm a-wheelin' all the deals They'll carve my face in marble They'll etch my name in stone They'll paint my noble portrait And historify my home You may have difficulty catchin' breath When you hear my weighty name I'm the one that told you, told you so They calls me Puddin' Taine Yes, they calls me Puddin' Taine They calls me Puddin' Taine Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo! Pa** the pen there Billy Bob I'll write us up a song Or perhaps I'll pen a sonnet If the melody sits all wrong Hand me down a crayon And I'll draw a mighty oak 'cause of all my brother Masons I'm the quickest with a joke Catch me in the right light You'll see my shape's shaped to please And if I shank my trousers down I'm hung just above the knee You may have difficulty catchin' breath When you hear my weighty name I'm the one that told you so And they calls me Puddin' Taine Yes, they calls me Puddin' Taine (repeat 5 more times) Woo-hoo! (repeat 3 more times)