Stink-Foot (Live At Hordern Pavilion, Sydney/1976)

In the dark
Where all the fevers grow (fever)
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?
There's the life you been leadin' gotta go
Well, lemme straighten you out

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

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

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

How true that is
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
Fido

Fido, I asked you very specifically to please bring me the slippers
I know you did, Frank, but I was so stoned
Fido, I asked you to bring me the slippers and I meant it
You did not bring them
And that makes you liable to punishment
To the full extent of the law right here live on stage, in Sydney, Australia
Oh, hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
Very well then, Fido, this is for your own good