Stink-Foot (Live)

In the dark
Where all the fevers grow, yeah
Under the water
Where the shark bubbles blow

In the mornin'
By your radio
Do the walls close in to suffocate ya
You ain't got no friends...
An' all the others they hate ya?
Does the life you been livin' gotta go, hmm?
Well, lemme straighten you out

About a place I know...
(I get your shoes 'n socks on people because it's right aroun' the corner!)

We go out through the night an' the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep the Imaginary Diseases
Out through the night an' the whispering breezes
To the place where they keep the Imaginary Diseases

Now scientists call this disease Bromhidrosis and well, they should
But us regular folks who might wear tennis shoes
Or an occasional python boot
Know this exquisite little inconvenience by the name of stinkfoot

Y'know, my python boot was too tight
I couldn't get it off last night
A week went by, an' now it's July
I finally got that sucker off an' my girl-friend cry

"You got stinkfoot
Stinkfoot, darlin'
Your stinken foot puts a hurt on my nose!
Stinkfoot, stinkfoot
I ain't lyin'
Can you rinse it off, d'you suppose?"

Well, here Fido, here Fido
Bring the slippers little puppy
Fido

Alright, alright, Fido my faithful friend of the canine world
I asked you to bring the slippers, you didn't bring the slippers
Every night it's the same problem
Why do you not bring me the slippers?

"Arf, arf, arf, arf, arf!"
Literally translated, this means
"Oh, Frank, I was so stoned I couldn't keep them in my mouth"
And once again I've to inform you Fido, my charming little canine friend
That you must be punished
So take your punishment, here it comes

Position one
Position two
Position three and there we have it
A thoroughly punished poodle
Live on stage in Philadelphia
Goddamn, it's sick!