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IDIOT SONG
Monty Python


How sweet to be an Idiot,

As harmless as a cloud,

Too small to hide the sun,

Almost poking fun

At the warm but insecure, untidy crowd.

How sweet to be an idiot,

And dip my brain in joy,

Children laughing at my back,

With no fear of attack,

As much retaliation as a toy.

How sweet to be an idiot. How sweet.


I tiptoed down the street,

Smiled at everyone I meet,

But suddently a scream

Smashes through my dream.

Fee fie foe fum.

I smell the blood of an asylum.

(Blood of an asylum. But mother, I play so beautifully. Listen. Ha ha.)

Fie fye foe fum.

I smell the blood of the asylum.

Hey you. You're such a pennant.

You got as much brain as a dead ant,

As much imagination as a carvan sign,


But I still love you. Still love you.

Oooh, how sweet to be an idiot.

How sweet. How sweet. How sweet.


MONTY PYTHON

Monty Python is a comedy troupe of 4 Englishmen (John Cleese, Graham Chapman, Michael Palin, Eric Idle), 1 Welshman (Terry Jones) and 1 American (Terry Gilliam), best known for their legendary and influential sketch comedy show "Monty Python's Flying Circus" (which ran for four seasons from 1969 to 1974). The troupe also wrote and starred in the films "And Now for Something Completely Different" (1971), "Monty Python and the Holy Grail" (1975), "Monty Python's Life of Brian" (1979) ... Read More