[This is a page from Dave Bird's xemu.demon.co.uk website, featuring his songs, singing clams, ASCII art, non existent colour sense and crap HTML. Enjoy!]
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LD Rotundo had
some clams, As Ron says man evolved;
And they were on the path to man, As Ron
says man evolved. With a...
SnapSnap here, SnapSnap there, here a Snap,
there a Snap, everywhere a SnapSnap,
Old Rotundo had some clams, As Ron
says man evolved.
Vs.2
Boo-HOOS and weepers next we were, As Ron says man
evolved;
That gulped and sobbed and gasped for air, As Ron says man evolved.
With a...
BooHoo here, BooHoo there, here a Boo, there a Boo, everywhere a
BooHoo;
SnapSnap here, SnapSnap there, here a Snap, there a Snap, everywhere
a SnapSnap;
Boo-HOOS and weepers next we were, As Ron says man evolved.
Vs.3
Then were Sloths that feel from trees, As Ron says man
evolved;
And hung arse-upwards by their knees, As Ron says man evolved. With
a...
WhoopsThud here, WhoopsThud there, here a Whoops, there a Whoops,
everywhere a WhoopsThud;
BooHoo here, BooHoo there, here a Boo, there a Boo,
everywhere a BooHoo;
SnapSnap here, SnapSnap there, here a Snap, there a
Snap, everywhere a SnapSnap;
then were Sloths that feel from trees, As
Ron says man evolved.
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And now as Humans here we stand, As Ron says man
evolved;
If this lot's true then I'll be damned, As Ron says man evolved.
With a...
StuffThat here, StuffThat there, here a Stuff, there a Stuff,
everywhere a StuffThat;
ChompChomp here, ChompChomp there, here a Chomp,
there a Chomp, everywhere a ChompChomp;
WhoopsThud here, WhoopsThud there,
here a Whoops, there a Whoops, everywhere a WhoopsThud;
BooHoo here, BooHoo
there, here a Boo, there a Boo, everywhere a BooHoo;
SnapSnap here, SnapSnap
there, here a Snap, there a Snap, everywhere a SnapSnap;
And now as
Humans here we stand, AS RON SAYS....MAN E...VOLVED.
Oh, Snap---why do those clams go Snap, Snapitty SnapSnap snap, Snapitty snap, on the seashore, yoddom-de-dom, Oh, Snap---why do those clams go Snap, Snapitty SnapSnap snap, Snapitty snap, on the seashore? There's boohhos-and weepers-and all-sorts-of creatures-from which-Elron says-we-e---------volved; With engram-from seaweed,oh what-more-could we-need,but O-Ts-that give-us-a cold? Oh, Snap((*)CLOMP!)why do those clams go Snap, Snapitty SnapSnap snap, Snapitty snap, on the seashore, yoddom-de-dom, Oh, Snap---why do those clams go Snap, Snapitty SnapSnap snap, Snapitty snap, on the seashore? ((*) snap heavily with hinged white toilet seat, dustbin lids, metal casserole or whatever...or, failing that, make a snapping sign with thumb & forefinger) All-the little cults have their own tricks, like selling the Watchtow'r for Jehovah's wits: the Mormons morm and the Shakers shake; the Moonies moon and the Quakers quake, but... ....Snap---why do those clams go Snap, Snapitty SnapSnap snap, Snapitty snap, on the seashore, yoddom-de-dom, Oh, Snap---why do those clams go Snap, Snapitty SnapSnap snap, Snapitty snap, on the seashore? Oh, down-at-the dem-o--please tid-y--your hair-do--and be-sure-to straighten-your tie; There's always--Sci------ay-nos----who like--tak-ing pho-tos---to make-sure-you're I-den-ti----fied! Oh, Snap(click(*))why do those clams go Snap, Snapitty SnapSnap snap, Snapitty snap, with a camera, yoddom-de-dom, Oh, Snap---why do those clams go Snap, Snapitty SnapSnap snap, Snapitty snap, ON......THE.........SEA----SHORE? yoddom-de-doddom-de-DOM (BOM!) ((*)) make a round shuttersnapping guesture with thumb and forefinger in front of your eye -- and don't forget to start singing this verse again EVERY TIME clams start taking snaps of you).
e told me of volcanoes, and a guy called Ecks--Ee--Moo,
Then he
emptied out my piggy bank and took my wallet too;
I said to get these
O-T-Powers just what then do I do?
He said you go and think your thoughts at
MONKEYS IN THE ZOO:
BWAAAAAAAAA--A-HARR-HA-HA HA-HA HA-HA HAR,
WOOOH
HOO-HOO-HOO HO-HO-HO-HO A-HA-HA-HA HAR,
AAAAWH--A-HA-HA-HA HA-HA-HA-HA
HARR,
WOO-HOO-HOO-HOO HO-HO-HO-HO HA-HA-HA-HA-HARR!
o-if-you see a Sci-en-tol-o-gist, a walking down the street,
Who's
got a little questionaire he thinks is really neat;
Just fill it in at random
and don't fall for his deciet,
Then sign your name as X*E*M*U and he'll BEAT
A QUICK RETREAT:
BWAAAAAAAAA--A-HARR-HA-HA HA-HA HA-HA HAR,
WOOOH
HOO-HOO-HOO HO-HO-HO-HO A-HA-HA-HA HAR,
AAAAWH--A-HA-HA-HA HA-HA-HA-HA
HARR,
WOO-HOO-HOO-HOO HO-HO-HO-HO
HA-HA-HA-HA-HARR!
(again:)
BWAAAAAAAAA--A-HARR-HA-HA HA-HA HA-HA
HAR,
WOOOH HOO-HOO-HOO HO-HO-HO-HO A-HA-HA-HA HAR,
AAAAWH--A-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA HARR,
WOO-HOO-HOO-HOO HO-HO-HO-HO HA-HA-HA-HA-HARR!
On the first day of Christmas, Sci-en-tol-o-gy gave me, I. a dog drowned in a garden pool. .................... On the twelfth day of Chrismas, Sci-en-tol-o-gy gave me, XII. twelve cults a--suing, XI. eleven lawyers lying, X. ten Milnes a--burbling, IX. nine clams a--snapping, IIX. eight boohoos weeping, VII. seven dwarves a--wheezing, VI. six threats from Kobrin, V. FIVE PACKS OF ''KOOLS'', IV. four private eyes, III. FREE---loader debt, II. two soup cans, and [12th Time rallentando] I ...a...DOG....DROWNED......IN A....GARDEN...POOL !!!! THEN CHANT: ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** Woof Woof Glug Glug Who Drowned theJUDGes Dog? Woof Woof Glug Glug Who Drowned theJUDGes Dog? Woof Woof Glug Glug Who Drowned theJUDGes Dog? Woof Woof................................ [PAUSE] Lennie Liebowitz! With his fat ass!! In the Garden Pool !!! [and segue into ''they're Drowning my Doggie in the Poo-ul'']
They're ... drowning my doggie in the poo-ul, (WOOF--glug!) those clams with the slimy white trail; He's ... under the waves all but his tai-ul: I do hope that doggie can swim. (1) Judge...Swearinger had a faithful collie, and Duke was that little dog's name, but when He crossed the clams and found for Wollie, to Swearinger's house those clams came. They're ... drowning my doggie in the poo-ul, (WOOF--glug!) those clams with the slimy white trail; He's ... under the waves all but his tai-ul: I do hope that doggie can swim. (2) Len Liebowitz crept into the garden, while Clarice kept watch from their car, He push poor old Duke into the pool, and sat On him till he breathed no more. Oh.... [tune breaks into ''WALKIN' THE DOG] Drownin' the dog yes--a--Drownin' the dog All the clams are doin' it: Drownin' the dog! They're ... drowning my doggie in the poo-ul, (WOOF--glug!) those clams with the slimy white trail; He's ... under the waves all but his tai-ul: I do hope that doggie can swim. (3) so if Ever you cross the cult of clambots, be sure your dog has water wings; And should they come creeping round your garden a rotweiler is just the thing! They're ... drowning my doggie in the poo-ul, (WOOF--glug!) those clams with the slimy white trail; He's ... under the waves all but his tai-ul: I do hope that doggie can swim. Oh..... [tune breaks into ''DOWN BY THE STATION''] Down by the Judge's house, very late at night, Clarice and Lenny, hiding out of sight. Over the garden wall, sit on doggie so: WOOF WOOF, GLUG GLUG, HERE WE GO! |~/ |~/ ~~|;'^';-._.-;'^';-._.-;'^';-._.-;'^';-._.-;||';-._.-;'^';||_.-;'^'0-|~~ P | Woof Woof, Glug Glug ||____________|| 0 | P O | Who Drowned the Judge's Dog? | . . . . . . . '----. 0 | O O | answers on alt.religion.scientology *---|_______________ @__o0 | O L |___&_http://www.xemu.demon.co.uk_________________________|/_______| L /clam/faq/woofglug.html
You'd better not fail, you'd better not age, You'd better not catch D.M. in a rage: Sea-Org Clowns are coming to Town They're making a list and checking it twice Who's bringing in dosh whose making their price Sea Org Clowns are coming to Town They'll wear their spiffy uniforms And strut around the ''Org'' They'll put you on the R--P--F So make Cash....for CashFlow's sake!! You'd better not fail, you'd better not age, You'd better not catch D.M. in a rage: Sea-Org Clowns are coming to Town. -oOo- You'd better watch out, you'd better beware, You'd better produce don't talk about ''fair'': Sea-Org Clowns are coming to Town. They're checking for dust,they're checking your cuffs, Who's been a good slave while earning peaNUTS: Sea Org Clowns are coming to Town. They'll wear their spiffy uniforms And strut around the ''Org'' They'll put you on the R--P--F So make Cash....for CashFlow's sake!! You'd better watch out, you'd better beware, You'd better produce don't talk about ''fair'': Sea-Org Clowns are coming to Town.
(one) IN THE SEA ORG.......You can wear your Sailor Suit! IN THE SEA ORG.......You can think you're really cute! IN THE SEA ORG.......Make the Poodle lot's of loot! IN THE SEA ORG.......But when you're old you get the boot. IN THE SEA ORG.......Write for ''FREEDOM'' magazine! IN THE SEA ORG.......Be a Hitler in your teens! IN THE SEA ORG.......Then you learn what hardship means! IN THE SEA ORG.......When they feed you rice and beans. (two) IN THE SEA ORG.......You can lie for O.S.A.! IN THE SEA ORG.......Make the ClassFour's pay and pay! IN THE SEA ORG.......Till thet wish you'd go away! IN THE SEA ORG.......Oh but you'll get yours one day. IN THE SEA ORG.......Treat the SP's to Fair Game! IN THE SEA ORG.......You can have no sense of shame! IN THE SEA ORG.......One day they'll catch you just the same! IN THE SEA ORG.......Then just who will get the blame? [all point at nearest visible uniformed SeaOrg-er:] They want you! They want you! They want you for a new recruit! They want you! They want you! They want you to make them some loot! IN...THE... (first time: repeat ONE only, noy TWO) (second time: ) SEA....ORG..... [Tune becomes: ''A LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAVE''] Oh, a, life as a Sea Org slave is worse than going to sea You can stuff your rice and beans this cult is no place to be! Oh, the, commodore is dead, and, the Poodle's there instead, Pat Broeker's under-a con--crete pile, coz the Poodle is cracked in the head, Oh, a, life as a Sea Org slave is worse than going to sea You can stuff your rice and beans this cult is no place to be!
I'm Davie the TidyBowl man, I row round your toilet pan: I'm cute and minute, in my white sailor suit, I'm Davie the TidyBowl man! I'm Davie the TidyBowl man, the judges eat out of my hand: And if we're not winnin', his dog we'll take swimmin', I'm Davie the TidyBowl man---POOP!POOP! POO--DLE! (tune: HOUND DOG! as sung by Elvis) You ain't nuthin' but a a poo-dle yappin' all night long You ain't nuthin' but a a poo-dle yappin' all night long Yes ya got body thaytans and you ain't no friend of minNeNeNe-NeNeNe NeNeNe-NeNeNe-Nah! They said you was high class you're only four foot one They said you was high class you're only four foot one Yes ya got body thaytans and you ain't no friend of minNeNeNe-NeNeNe NeNeNe-NeNeNe-Nah! They call you Lawn ORN'ment which means a garden gnome They call you Lawn ORN'ment which means a garden gnome Yes ya got body thaytans and you ain't no friend of minNeNeNe-NeNeNe NeNeNe-NeNeNe-Nah! They said you never audit coz ev'ry read is A rock-slam They said you never audit coz ev'ry read is A rock-slam Yes ya got body thaytans and you ain't no friend of minNeNeNe-NeNeNe NeNeNe-NeNeNe-Nah! You ain't nuthin' but a a poo-dle yappin' all night long You ain't nuthin' but a a poo-dle yappin' all night long Yes ya got body thaytans and you ain't no friend of minNeNeNe-NeNeNe NeNeNe-NeNeNe-Nah! They said you was high class you're only four foot one They said you was high calss you're only four foot one Yes ya got body thaytans and you ain't no friend of minNeNeNe-NeNeNe NeNeNe-NeNeNe-Nah, BaaaDAAAAM!
I'll sing you One, oh, Green Grow the dollars, Oh --- What is your One, Oh? O-T-1 is Spot the Dog and ever more shall be so. .............. I'll sing you eight-oh Green grow the dollars-oh What is your eight-oh? [TUNE CHANGES TO] IIX Jesus loves the little children, all the little children of the world, Be they yellow black or white, he has ** got them in his sights ** Jesus loves the the little children of the world. [CHANGE BACK TO] VII Seven is a trip down to the zoo, and VI Six is dreaming round the globe; V Five is this material world, and IV Four is bugs that have been on drugs; III Three, Three, is Xemu's history, II Two, Two, the Whiteblack Sphere, Laughter/Calm and Dancing Mob, I O-T-1 is Spot the Dog and ever more shall be so.This song refers to the secret inner levels of $cientology, known as the OT [Operating Thetan] levels, and gives a sarcastic description of each. OT1 rundown consists of "Spot a Being", but Spot sounds more like a dog to me.