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Stimpy: Oh boy Ren! You'll never believe what I got. Ren: A record! You eediot! Stimpy: Yeah, Ren that's exactly what it's called... You Eediot. Stimpy: Will you come and listen to it with me? Ren: Go away! Can't you see I'm flossing my toes? Stimpy: Ohh puhleeze will you listen? Will ya? Will ya? Huuuh? Ren: Errrgh! All right all right but this better be good. Stimpy: Joy!!!!Dog Pound Hop
Muddy Mudskipper
Log (Blues)
Log Theme
Jungle Boogie
Dizzy Monkees
Kilted Yaskmen Anthem
© 1991, 1992, 1993 Nickelodeon. All rights reserved.
Music & Lyrics: John Kricfalusi, Bob Camp & Charlie Brissette
Singers: Randy Crenshaw & Lesa O'Donovan
Performers: Scott Huml - Drums, Chris Reccardi - Bass, Brad Carrow - Sax,
Dave Thomasson - Sax, Buddy Gordon - Trumpet, Charlie Brissette - Pinao &
Handclaps
Singers
Who's the greatest mudskipper of them all?
Who can skip thru the mud with the greatest of ease?
What kind of wonderful guy?
Who can crawl like a dog without scraping his knees?
Who's got seg-ment-ed eyes?
It's Muddy Mud-Skipper!
It's Muddy!
Mud-Skipper
It's the Muddy!
Mm-ud Ski-pper show!!
Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy
Music & Lyrics: John Kricfalusi, Chris Reccardi & Charlie Brissette
Singers: Bob Camp, Charlie Brissette
Actor: Bob Camp as Stinky
Wizzleteats Performers: Chris Reccardi - Guitar & Footsteps Charlie Brissette -
Footsteps
Stinky Wizzleteats
Hello, boys and girls, this is your old pal Stinky Wizzleteats. This is a
song about a whale - no! This is a song about being happy. That's right! It's
the Happy Happy Joy Joy song!
Singers
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy Joy
Stinky Wizzleteats
I don't think you're happy enough. That's right! I'll teach you to be
happy. I'll teach your grandmother to suck eggs.
Singers
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy Joy
Stinky Wizzleteats
If'n you ain't the granddaddy of all liars. The little critters of nature
they don't know that they're ugly. That's very funny! A fly marrying a
bumblebee. I told you I'd shoot! But you didn't believe me. Why didn't
you believe me?
Singers
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Joy Joy
Happy Happy Happy Happy
Happy Happy Happy Happy
Happy Happy Joy Joy Joy
Fire Dogs
Music & Lyrics: Chris Reccardi
Singers: Chris Reccardi, Charlie Brissette & Scott Huml
Actor: Billy West as Ren & Stimpy
Performed by: Screamin' Lederhosen
Intro
Watch out man, here comes those Firedogs!
Verse
Ren: Your troubles are over, it is we who are your Firedogs!
Stimpy: Eh, but Ren, I'm a cat!
Ren: Shut up you fool! He's a good man but he's not quite right in the head.
Firechief Well, boys, you got yourselves a job, but you're gonna work!
Chorus
Watch out man, here comes
them Firedogs
Watch out man, here come
them Firedogs
Verse
Ren: Relax man. Do you know what the odds are of there ever being a fire?
A million to one. Aaaaaahhh!!
Stimpy: Oh Joy!!
They're the hottest dogs
in town
Things cool off when
they're around
Gonna hose it down tonight
So old man Fire take a hike
Chorus
Watch out man, here comes
them Firedogs
Watch out man, here come
them Firedogs
Verse
Lady, save my baby
Save my elephant
Save me, oh my brave little man
Watch out, man here come
them fire...
Watch out man, here come
them fire...
Watch out man!!!
Stimpy: I'm so happy I can hardly contain myself.
Better Than No One
Music & Lyrics: Charlie Brissette & Tom Armbruster
Actor/Singer: Billy West as Ren & Stimpy
Performers: Tom Armbruster - Keyboards, Carlie Brissette - Bass, Alan Aruthor - Drums, Phil Feather - Woodwinds, Buddy Gordon - Brass, Jim Lum - Guitar, Tap Dancer - Bernie Lenhoff
Stimpy: (tap dancing)
Ren: Stimpy what's all that racket about?
Stimpy:I'm tap dancing Ren. Pretty good, huh?
Ren: It just sounds like noise to me. And you look even more stupid then ususal.
Stimpy: Oh pshaw. Tap dancing is fun Ren. Why don't you join me?
Ren: Ohhh nooo! I'm no eediot.
Stimpy: Come on ... No one will ever see you.
Ren: No way!
Stimpy: Just put on these shoes and move your feet...
Ren: Back off man! I can do it. (tap dancing)
Stimpy: Now, don't you feel better?
Ren: Hey! This is fun! You're right Stimpy. I'm sorry I'm all the time so mean to you.
Stimpy: Think nothing of it buddy!
Ren: Pal! (and into the song....)
Stimpy: It's really great - to have a chum.
Who's kind and caring - and lots
of fun
He slaps me around when I
feel blue
Only a pal would do that for you
His name is Ren & when it
comes to a friend
No one is better
Stimpy: Your turn pal
Ren: O.K. Buddddd... (scream)
You eediot, if you're going to tap dance do it on your own two feet.
Stimpy: Whoops.
Ren: He's really fat - but I admit
He's not so dumb - for an eediot
I hate the smell of his litter box
And when he fills with glue my
stay-put socks
He's lost his mind, but when
I'm in a bind
He's better than no one!
Ren: Would you comb my hair?
Stimpy: With glee!
Ren: Would you polish my toes?
Stimpy: For free!
Ren: Would you shave my tongue?
Stimpy: Whoopee!
Ren & Stimpy: You're the friend for me!
Ren: My friend to the end -
which I hope is soon
Has a head full of air - like a
red ballon
Stimpy: A ballon head, wow! -
what a great thing to be.
Your always say the nicest thing to me.
Ren: You're a fool
Stimpy: But I think your cool
No one is better!
Stimpy: Would you tell me a story?
Ren: No way!
Stimpy: Would you pick my nose?
Ren: For pay!
Stimpy: Would you scratch my back?
Ren: No!
Stimpy: Pluck my brows?
Ren: Erghhhh!
Stimpy: Lick my fur?
Ren: Arright Stimpy! That's it!
I've had enough of your stupid questions! The answer is no!
No, I tell you. A thousand times nooooooo!
Stimpy: Oh, just asking!
Ren: We're opposites by nature
Stimpy: He's a dog, and I'm a cat - I think
Ren: But put us both together
Stimpy: And we're a perfect match
I'm glad he's here to tell me
what to do
Ren: Somebody's got to think for you
You may be a dud, but when I need a bud
You're better than no one!
Stimpy: No on is better!
Ren: You're better than...
Stimpy: No one is...
Ren: Better than...
Stimpy: No one...
Ren & Stimpy: No one - is better.
Nose Goblins
Music & Lyric: Chris Reccardi
Lead Vocals: Chris Reccardi
Background Vocals: Chris Reccardi
All Instruments: Chris Reccardi
If you look under chair
Or in your sister's hair
I tell y'all better beware
At what you're gonna
find in there
Refrain & Chorus:
We's a half inch tall & green
Short sticky & mean
We can make your teacher
scream
'Cause we're the ugliest gang
that you ever did see
Noooose goblins
(We're the nose)
Noooose goblins
(Nose goblins)
People say we're gross
'Cause we were born inside
your nose
But it was crowded back
in there
We had to share with a
nostril hair
(repeat refrain & chorus)
Smokin'
Composers: Charlie Brissette, Alex Rannie & Tom Armbruster
Performers: Tom Armbruster - Organ, Alan Arthur - Drums, Jim Lum - Guitar
Composers: Charlie Brissette & Chris Reccardi
Performers: Chris Reccardi - Bass, Charlie Brissette - Cymbal
Music & Lyrics: John Kricfalusi, Bob Camp & Charlie Brissette
Singers: Charlie Brissette, Edan Gross & Lesa O'Donovan
Actors: Billy West, Josette Provost
Performer: Charlie Brissette - Sythesizers
Announcer: Parlez vous Francais? Non. Then you need
the all-new International Log. Just pull its twig and you'll turn
your log into a talking tree fluent in five foreign tongues.
There's French.
French Sexy Girl: Allez-vien mon coo-coo!
Annoncer: German.
German Guy: Raspeduch, strudel.
Annoncer: Spanish
Mr. House: Las cucarachas entran pero no peuden slair!
Announcer: Svenish
Sven: I am a bearded lady.
Announcer: And of course New York - ese
New York: Hey, can't you see I'm walking?
Announcer: Yes, log. All nations love Log. So, hurry now
to your local store and be the first in your country to have the
International Log.
Singers
What rolls down stairs,
Alone or in pairs...
Rolls over your neighbor's dog?
What's great for a snack
And fits on your back?
It's Log! Log! Log!
It's Lo-og, it's Lo-og
It's big, it's heavy
It's wood!
It's Lo-og, it's Lo-og
It's better than a bad
It's good!!!
French Girl: Tout le monde aime le Log!
Sven: Yah. It's really fun.
New Yorker: I got your Log righ here.
Singers
Everyone wants a...
Everyone needs a...
You're gonna love it
Log.
Mr. Horse: Yes sir, I like it!
Captain's Log
Composer: Tom Armbruster
Actor: Billy West
Performed by: Tom Armbruster - Sythesizers
Ren: Captain's log. Cadet Stimpy and I have been stranded on the planet
Baldknob for the last thirty-six years. Our supplies are dangerously low and
we've had to breathe ammonia these last eighteen years. Fortunately, we had
to eat what was left of the ship. Aaahh, at last the voices have stopped for
awhile. But I suspect I can no longer turn my back on Cadet Stimpy. The rigors
of space travel have somehow twisted his mind. He's gone crazy. He's got the
space Madness!!
Space Madness
Composer: Chris Reccardi, Jim Smith
Actor/Singer: Billy West as Ren
Performed by: Screamin' Lederhosen
Ren: They think I am crazy but I know better.
It is not I who am crazy
It is I who am mad
Didn't ya see the crowds
You can't take if from me now
I've had this ice cream bar
since I was a child
People always trying to take it
from me
Why won't they leave me alone?
Sven Theme
Composer: Charlie Brissette
Actor: Billy West as Sven, Stimpy & Ren
Performers: Alan Arthur - Drums & Timpani, Buddy Gordon - Trumpet, Phil Feather - Woodwinds, Tom Armbruster - Pinao
Ren: Cousin Sven, he's here. Cousin, come on in. Say something intelligent.
Sven: Dah, he is Ollie, you are Sven. He is Ollie, you are Sven.
Sven: Ah, duh, you are my new friend. I share mit you.
Stimpy: Say, what's that?
Sven: It's my yar of spit. I've been saving it since I was a child.
Stimpy: You save your spit? Wait here, I wanna show you something.
Look it's my magic nose goblins.
Sven: Yiminy!
Stimpy: I picked them myself.
Sven: Yah, und I finally get a good look at them.
Sven & Stimpy: Hee hee hee hee
Sven: One - six - yerteen - eight
Sven: What's that?
Stimpy: Duh, it's my first material possession
Sven: Willikers! Eets so big!
Stimpy: I know.
Sven: You want to see mine?
Stimpy: O.K. - wow!
Sven & Stimpy: (scream)
Sven: Stimpy, I love this.
Sven Blues
Composer: Chris Reccardi & Charlie Brissette
Performer: Chris Reccardi - Bass Guitar
Stimpy: Ahh, I hate rainy days.
Sven: Yaa, undt me too.
Stimpy: I know. Let's go play a game. Hmmm. Let's see...
There's Scribble & Gamey & Monotony & Pure Chessy & Misery Date.
Stimpy: Joy!
Sven: Joy!
Stimpy & Sven: It's the funniest game in the whole wide world.
"Don't Whiz On The Electric Fence."
Don't Whize On The Electric Fence
Music & Lyric: Charlie Brissette, Tom Armbruster & John Kricfalusi
Singers: Randy Crenshaw & Terry Wood
Performed by: Tom Armbruster - keyboards, Charlie Brissette - Bass, Phil Feather - Woodwinds, Buddy Gordon - Trumpet, Alan Arthur - Drums
When nature's callin'
Don't be stalin'
Use your common sense
Before you let it flow
Find a place to go
Just don't whiz on the
electric fence
If you're gonna explode
You can use the commonde
Of igloos, cave dwellings
or tents
No need to explain when
you gotta drain
Just don't whiz on the
electric fence
You can swizzle on the sofa
Piddle in the air
Tinkle in the toilet
That's why it is there
You can let it rain
In the breakfast lane
While waving at ladies
and gents
Just don't whiz on...
Don't whiz on
Don't whiz on the electric fence
Ren's Pecs
Music & Lyric: Charlie Brissette & Tom Armbruster
Actor/Singer: Billy West as Stimpy
Performer: Tom Armbruster - Pinao & Sythesizer
Stimpy: It's sure lonely around here
ever since Ren got his
Pectoral implants & went to Hollywood.
(Singing)
I've never asked for anything
just your happiness.
And now that you have found it
I should be glad, I guess.
But I've played in my litter box
as long as I can.
And I would give most anything
just to hear "What is it man?"
I know you've got your pecs now
and gone on to bigger things
But before you go and flex now
there's a cat at home who
sings
That each and every day and
night he misses his best
friend.
And I only need to see you once
to make this feelings end.
No matter where you go,
no matter what you do
Remeber there's little bit of
Stimpy's butt in you.
And just once when you strike a
pose could you think of me?
'Cause when I scratch my rear
I think of how it use to be.
The house is much too quite
now that I don't hear
your voice
And you know that I'd be with
you if i only had my choice.
But I know I will smile again
when I see your name
in lights
And when they talk about you
I'll tell them
That I knew you when you were
just Ren.
I'm Gonna Be A Monkey
Music & Lyrics: Bob Camp & Charlie Brissette
Actors/Singers: Billy West & Bob Camp
Performers: Tom Armbruster - Calliope, Alan Arthur - Drums, Phil Feather - Woodwinds, Buddy Gordon - Trumpet
Ren: O.K. Stimpy, it's time for your evolving lessons.
Stimpy: Oh rapture!!
(Singing)
They swing by their tales with
the greatest of ease
Those hairy mammals we
call monkeys
They have so much fun
Just living in trees
Oh, how I'd love to be one
of these...
Soooo...
Chorus
I'm gonna be a monkey.
A monkey monkey monkey
A monkey monkey monkey
Monkey monkey monkey
I'm gonna be a monkey.
A monkey monkey monkey
Would you like to be one too?
When one monkey's itchy
another is nice.
He picks at his back for
vermin and lice.
And if he gets hungry, he'll
pour on some spice
And eat the bugs without
thinking twice
Mmmmmm... Mm. Delicious.
Soooo...
(repeat chorus)
Ren: O.K. If you wanna be a monkey you gotta learn to act like a monkey.
And I got the know-how 'cause I've seen every Tarzan movie ever made. So watch
and learn.
(Filthy's Dance plays as Ren says...)
Ren: Now note the ease with which I swing so nimbly hither and yon.
Witness as I perform an amazing double somersault & catch myself with my
perhensile tail.
Oh no... (scream!!)
Stimpy: Oh, I get the idea!
(Jungle Boogie plays as Stimpy says...)
Stimpy: Uh oh (scream!)
(back to Monkey Song)
Stimpy: (Singing)
Now I am a monkey
A monkey monkey monkey
Ren: (Singing)
And I am a monkey too.
Filthy's Dance
Composers: Charlie Brissette & Scott Huml
Performers: Charlie Brissette - Tambourine, Scott Huml - Conga, Tom-Toms & Bongos
Composers: Charlie Brissette & Scott Huml
Performers: Scott Huml - Conga, Tom-Toms, Coffee Can, Stool & Bongos, Ron Fin - Coffee Can
Lyrics: John Kricfalusi & Bob Camp
Music: Charlie Brissette
Singers: Billy West, Bob Camp, Charlie Brissette & Members of the Gay Men's Chorus of Los Angeles
Performers: Tom Armbrusters - keyboards, Charlie Brissette - Keyboards, Tim Divers - Trumpets
Stimpy: Remeber the royal anthem of the kilted yaksmen!
Our country reeks of trees
Our taks are really large
And they smell like rotting beef
carcasses...
And we have to clean-up
after them
And our saddle sores are
the best.
We proudly wear women's
clothing.
And searing sand blows up
our skirts.
Ren & Stimpy: And buzzards,
they soar overhead.
And poisonous snakes devour
us whole.
Our bones will bleach in
the sun.
Stimpy: That's it
Ren & Stimpy: And we will
probably go to ****.
And that is our great reward
For being the - uh - roy-yal
Canadian kilted yaksmen
Stimpy: Come on everybody
Our country reeks of trees
Our yaks are really large
And they smell like rotting
beef carcasses
And we have to clean-up
after them
And our saddle sores are
the best
We proudly wear women's
clothing
And searing blows up
our skirts
And buzzards, they soar
overhead
And poisonous snakes devour
us whole
Our bones will bleach in the sun
And we will probably go to ****
And that is our great reward
For being the - uh - roy-yal
Canadian kilted yaksmen
The Whistler-Underture
Music Public Domain: Aranged by Charlie Brissette
Performers: Dave Thomasson - Piccolo, Tim Divers - Trumpet, Scott Huml - Snare Drum, Charlie Brissette - keyboards
Ren: Boy Stimpy, we sure had fun here today. Now it's time to say good-bye.
Stimpy: Duh... where're we going?
Ren: The record's over. See you next time!
Stimpy: When's that?
Ren: In a little while, man.
Stimpy: What'll we do 'til then?
Ren: You could wax your legs. Listen to your Burly Benny records. Eat
the fruit cake Anut Esther gave you last Christmas.
Stimpy: (cryies)
Ren: Hey Stimpy... I know... you could play the record again.
Stimpy: Play the record again? Oh joy!
Big House Blues (Closing Theme)
Composers: Chris Reccardi, Jim Smith, Scott Huml & John Kricfalusi
Performed by: Screamin' Lederhosen & Phil Feather - Tenor Sax
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