Farther O'Blivion - Frank Zappa

Father Vivian O’Blivion

Resplendent in his frock

Was whipping up the batter

For the pancakes of his flock

He was looking rather bleary

He forgot to watch the clock

Cause the night before

Behind the door

A leprechaun had stroked hi—

The night before

Behind the door

A leprechaun had stroked (He stroked it)

The night before

Behind the door

A leprechaun had stroked his

Smock (Stroked his smock)

Which set him off in such a frenzy

He sang «Lock Around The Crock»

An' he topped it off with a—

An' he topped it off with a—

An' he topped it off with a—

As he stumbled on his—

He was delighted as it stiffened

And ripped right through his sock

Oh, Saint Alfonzo would be proud of me

(He shouted down the block)

Dominus Vo-bisque 'em

Et come spear a tu-tu, oh

Won’t you eat my sleazy pancakes

Just for Saintly Alfonzo

They’re so light an' fluffy white

We’ll raise a fortune by tonight

They’re so light an' fluffy white

We’ll raise a fortune by tonight

They’re so light an' fluffy brown

They’re the finest in the town

They’re so light an' fluffy brown

They’re the finest in the town

Good morning, Your Highness

I brought you your snow shoes

Good morning, Your Highness

I brought you your snow shoes