Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nanook Rubs It, artist - Frank Zappa. Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Song language: English
Nanook Rubs It |
| And he started into whippin’on my favorite baby seal |
| With a lead-filled snowshoe)* |
| I said, with a Lead- |
| Filled |
| With a lead filled snowshoe |
| He said, Peekaboo |
| I said, with a Lead- |
| Filled |
| With a lead filled snowshoe |
| He said, Peekaboo |
| He went right upside the head of my favorite baby seal |
| he went whap with a lead-filled snowshoe, and |
| he hit him on the nose and hit him on the fin, and he that got me just about as evil as an eskimo boy can be. |
| So I bent down |
| and I reached down, and I scooped down and I gathered up a generous |
| mitten-ful of the deadly *YELLOW SNOW* |
| The deadly yellow snow, from right there where the huskies go! |
| Whereupon I proceeded to take that mittenful of the deadly yellow snow |
| crystals and rub it all into his beady little eyes with a vigorous |
| circular motion hitherto unknown to the people of this area, but destined |
| to take the place of the mudshark in your mythology |
| here it goes, the circular motion, now Rub It! |
| And then |
| In a fit of anger |
| I pounced |
| And I pounced again |
| Great Googly Moogly! |
| I jumped up and down on the chest of the him |
| I injured |
| The fur trapper |
| Well he was very upset, as you can understand |
| And rightly so, because the |
| Deadly yellow snow crystals had |
| Deprived him of his |
| Sight |
| And he stood up, and he looked around, and he said |
| I can’t see |
| I can’t see |
| Oh, woe is me |
| I can’t see |
| Well… you know |
| I can’t see |
| Nothin' |
| He took a dog-doo snow cone and stuffed it in my right eye |
| He took a dog-doo snow cone and stuffed it in my other eye |
| And the husky wee-wee |
| I mean the doggie wee-wee |
| Has blinded me And I can’t see |
| Temporarily |
| Well, the fur-trapper stood there, with his arms outstretched across the |
| frozen white wasteland, trying to figure out what he was going to do about |
| his deflicted eyes. |
| And it was at that precise moment that he remembered |
| and ancient Eskimo legend, wherein it is written (on whatever it is that |
| they write it on up there) that if anything bad ever happens to your eyes |
| as the result of some sort of conflict with anyone named |
| Nanook, |
| the only way you can get it fixed up is to go Trudging across the tundra |
| Mile after mile |
| Trudging across the tundra |
| Right down to the parish of St. Alphonzo |