And I thought me and Qui-Gon Jinn, could talk the federation into maybe cutting them a little slack

A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far away…Naboo was under an attack

I was driving on the freeway in the fast lane, with a rabid wolverine in my underwear

His buddy Bubba was a shrimp-lovin' man. His friend with no legs he called Lieutenant Dan

Gump sat alone on a bench in the park. My name is Forrest, he'd casually remark

We're all crazy Mennonites, Living in an Amish paradise. There's no cops or traffic lights, Living in an Amish paradise

Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter, Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise another

A local boy kicked me in the butt last week, I just smiled at him and I turned the other cheek

We been spending most our lives, Living in an Amish paradise, I've churned butter once or twice, Living in an Amish paradise

And I've been milkin' and plowin' so long that even Ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone.

As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain I take a look at my wife and realize she's very plain

Let me tell you something, you whiny little snot, there's something wrong with all you kids today

That's what they call me: Waffle King

Your eyes roll back and your knees get weak! Aw, you're gonna lick your plate clean…

The freeway's one big parking lot. Traffic jam, well I thought we were movin' but I guess we're not.

Jurassic Park is frightening in the dark. All the dinosaurs are running wild. Someone let T. Rex out of his pen.

What's this poisonous cobra doing in my underwear drawer? Sometimes I get to thinking you don't love me any more…

You used to think I was nice. Now you tell all your friends that I'm the Antichrist

I guess I lost a little bit of self-esteem, that time that you made it with the whole hockey team

Well, nobody ever drove me to school when it was ninety degrees below. We had to walk buck naked through forty miles of snow

Met this pretty young stewardess on a non-stop flight. She showed me to my seat and it was love at first sight.

Well, I hope they feed us lots of chicken fajitas. And a pitcher of margaritas

You see, I just gotta have a tostada, carne asada. That's right, I want the whole enchilada

Yo quiero chimichangas y chile Colorado. Yo tengo el dinero para un steak picado

Oh, I accidentally shot daddy last night in the den. I mistook him in the dark for a drug-crazed Nazi again.

You kids today ain't never had it tough. You lazy brats think nothing's good enough

What is this song all about? Can't figure any lyrics out.

Buy our album, we're Nirvana. A garage band from Seattle. Well, it sure beats raising cattle.

Now I'm mumblin' and I'm screamin’ and I don't know what I'm singin'

And what better way to say I LOVE YOU than with the gift of a spatula?