For me. Dr. Zaius just barely comes in above The Garbage Man Can.
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Who controls the British pound? Who keeps the metric system down? We do! We do!
Canyoneroooooo!
But Main Street’s still all cracked and broken!
Sorry, mom, the mob has spoken!
I will pay any amount of money for a full rendition of “Planet of the Apes, the Musical”
I hate every ape I see from chimpan-A to chimpanzee.
Oh my God! I was wrong… It was Earth, all along!
Who needs the Kwik-E-Mart!
Their floors are sticky-mart.
The Kwik-E-Mart is real… d’oh!
Let’s hurl a brick-e-mart!
Bart!
Monorail!
MONORAIL!
Babyyyy on board
Helloooo, Human fly here.
Lisa it’s your birthday, happy birthday Lisa! “I wish you love and goodwill. I wish you peace and joy” “I wish you better than your heart desires” “And your first kiss from a boy”
And…
We put the spring in Springfield. “Our only major quarrel’s with your total lack of morals” “Our skimpy outfits ain’t so bad, they seem to entertain your Dad”
https://youtu.be/TyWVaZsUQjc?si=Mxs6xcxyrmqsXmC-
Mr. Burns: Some men hunt for sport, Others hunt for food, The only thing I’m hunting for, Is an outfit that looks good… See my vest, see my vest, Made from real gorilla chest, Feel this sweater, there’s no better Than authentic Irish setter. See this hat, ‘twas my cat, My evening wear - vampire bat, These white slippers are albino African endangered rhino. Grizzly bear underwear, Turtles’ necks, I’ve got my share, Beret of poodle, on my noodle It shall rest. Try my red robin suit, It comes one breast or two, See my vest, see my vest, See my vest. Like my loafers? Former gophers - It was that or skin my chauffeurs, But a Greyhound fur tuxedo Would be best, So let’s prepare these dogs, Nanny: Kill two for matching clogs. Mr. Burns: See my vest, see my vest, Oh please, won’t you see my vest!
He really likes that vest.
Flaming Moe’s is a banger!
Somehow I don’t remember that one at all. Going to have to look it up.
Oh, yeah! They were like one piano note away from having to pay royalties to Cheers lol.
Liiikee myyyyyy loafers former gophers it was that or skin my chauffeur’s
Edit: fixed lyrics after a relisten/sing-a-long
In The Garden of Eden from S07E04. That counts, right?
Homer! Homer Simpson! He’s the greatest guy in his-tor-yyy! From the… Heart of Springfield… He’s a 'bouta hit a chestnut treeee! AHHHHHHH!
Just have to point out that most of this thread is really an Alf Clausen appreciation, and I’m here for it.
And…
You can always depend on the kindness of strangers…
Holy crap, I never realized that. Clausen is like the John Williams of televison.
Who needs the qwik-e-mart? I dooooooooooooo.
(Although Dr Zaius and Garbage man are my favorites)
