Tom Hanks - Full House Slam Poetry lyrics

Full House House full of men Daddy, Jesse, Joey, father, uncle, friend Uncle Jesse whose hair is never messy "Watch the hair, huh?" Have mercy on Uncle Jesse Three men raising three girls Or are the girls raising them? "Wake up San Francisco" Danny Tanner screams Through the TV screen His three girls watch by themselves No women in this full house This house full of men DJ Tanner, "Oh my Lanta!" Stephanie, "How rude!" Little Michelle, "You got it, dude" One day, DJ listens to the radio DJ "Be the ninth caller" he says And win two free tickets to a Beach Boys concert The men listening downstairs leap for the phone A groan There's a voice on the line and it stammers "Hello this is DJ Tanner" "Just name the Beach Boys song, DJ, and the tickets are yours" As the strains of "Help Me, Rhonda" blare DJ stares "Help me Gibbler?" she says Turning to Kimmy Gibbler, the neighbor helpless in silence She does her no favor Pressure mounting, mounting, mounting, time ticking "Help me, who?" "RHONDA!" shout the men The men of this, full house And the men become boys, beach boys As they go to the show where they sing "Kokomo, Kokomo, that's where I want to go To get away from it all" From what? From this male-dominated world, this testosterone-soaked full house This house full of...men As we sit on the bed, get patted on the head Our sins we confess and we learn a life less-on From the men The men of this full house This house full of men Cut it out