The Prince of Parties - Flight Of The Conchords

I’m the pretty prince of parties

You’re a tasty piece of pastry

You’re so lighty, flighty, flakey

I go where the party takes me

I’m a funky monkey junky

You’re a flunky, bunky donkey

You’re a picture of the devil’s daughter

I’m a pitcher of holy water

Oh, pretty prince of parties

Where’s the party now?

I don’t know

Oh, pretty prince of parties

Where does water go?

I let it flow

Oh, pretty prince of parties

Can I come to your party?

No Oh, pretty prince of parties

Where do you get your clothes?

They’re made of snow

Pretty party clothes crocheted of snow

I’m the Mickey Maori minstrel

You’re the high priestess of tinsel

I’m the guru god of ganja

Ramashalanka lanka, Ravi Shankar