Song Lyric Sunday

Helen Espinosa chose an examination of anger as the Song Lyric Sunday theme this week.

I suspect love’s betrayal is the most common subject of anger in music. Carrie Underwood’s Louisville Slugger revenge song, Before He Cheats, came to my mind first, then Chicago’s murderous rage song, Cell Block Tango.

But I settled on another kind of anger altogether: alien megalomaniacal anger like Little Shop of Horrors’ Audrey II’s “fightin’ mad” song sung by the Four Tops.

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What is it and why is it so angry?  

 

Mean Green Mother from Outer Space

by Howard Ashman and Alan Menken

Better wait a minute.
Ya better hold the phone.
Ya better mind your manners.
Better change your tone.

Don’t you threaten me son.
You got a lot of gall.
We gonna do things my way.
Or we won’t do things at all.

Ya don’t know what you’re messin’ with.
You got no idea.
Ya don’t know what you’re lookin’ at
When you’re lookin’ here.

Ya don’t know what you’re up against,
No, no way, no how.
You don’t know what you’re messin’ with,
But I’m gonna tell you now!

Get this straight!
I’m just a mean green mother from outer space
and I’m bad.
I’m just a mean green mother from outer space
and it looks like you been had.
I’m just a mean green mother from outer space,
So get off my back, ‘n get out my face,
‘Cause I’m mean and green
And I am bad.

Wanna save your skin boy?
You wanna save your hide?
You wanna see tomorrow? (Ha-Ha!)
You better step aside.
Better take a tip boy.
Want some good advice?
Ya better take it easy,
‘Cause you’re walkin’ on thin ice.

Ya don’t know what you’re dealin’ with.
No, you never did.
Ya don’t know what you’re lookin’ at,
But that’s tough titty, kid!

The Lion don’t sleep tonight,
And if you pull his tail, he roars.
Ya say, “That ain’t fair?”
Ya say, “That ain’t nice?”
Ya know what I say? “Up yours!”

Watch me now!
I’m just a mean green mother from outer space
And I’m bad.
I’m just a mean green mother, a real disgrace,
And you’ve got me fightin’ mad.
I’m just a mean green mother from outer space,
Gonna trash your ass! Gonna rock this place!
I’m mean and green,
And I am bad.

Don’t talk to me about old King-Kong.
You think he’s the worst? Well, you’re thinkin’ wrong.
Don’t talk to me about Frankenstein.
He got a temper? -HA!- He ain’t got mine.

You know I don’t come from no black lagoon.
I’m from past the stars and beyond the moon.
You can keep the thing,
Keep the it,
Keep the creature, they don’t mean shit!

I got garden style, major moves.
I got the stuff, and I think that proves,
You better move it out! Nature calls!
You got the point? I’m gonna bust your balls!

Here it comes!
I’m just a mean green mother from outer space
And I’m bad.
I’m just a mean green mother from outer space
A real hard case. You can’t beat this trouble, man.
I’m just a mean green mother from outer space
So just give it up. It’s all over, ace.
I’m mean and green.
(Mean green mother from outer space.)
I’m mean and green.
(Mean green mother from outer space.)
I’m mean and green.
(Mean green mother from outer space.)
And I…am…bad!

Lyrics from AZ Lyrics

Song Lyric Sunday

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Author: Sue Ranscht

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25 thoughts on “Song Lyric Sunday”

    1. No, you’d have to be Bill Murray or Jack Nicholson (who played Wilbur Force, a masochistic undertaker who visited the dentist’s office in the 1960 non-musical version) to enjoy the dentist Steve Martin played. 🙂

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