Hear ye, hear ye
This court is now in session His Honor, Judge Pigmeat Markham presidin’
Hear ye, hear ye, the court of swing It’s just about ready to do that thing I don’t want no tears,
I don’t want no lies Above all, I don’t want no alibis!
This Judge is hip, and that ain’t all, He’ll give you time if you’re big or small
All in line for this court is neat Peace brother, here comes the Judge Here comes the Judge!
Everybody knows that he is the judge! Everybody near or far!
I’m goin’ to Paris to stop this war. All those kids gotta listen to me,
Because I am the judge and you can plainly see I wanna big ‘round table when I get there.
I won’t sit down to one that’s square I wanna lay down the law to them that brought it!
I’ll bust some head because I am the judge He is the judge, he is the judge.
“Who’s there?”
“I is.”
“I is who?”
“ I is your next door neighbor Order in this courtroom! Order in this courtroom!”
“Judge, your Honorship, Hi sir.”
“Did I hear you say order in the court?”
“Yes.”
“I said order in the court!”
“Well, I’ll take two cans of beer, please.”
He is the judge, he is the judge!
Everybody knows that he is the judge!
No Mo
Black is Black... ...i want my baby back,
‘cause I - I - I - I - I, I’’m feeling blue.
Is blue OK?
Please don’t take blue away.
How about red?
Can’t with without redheads.
Don’t take away green,
That would be quite mean.
Don’t want to loose yellow -
ya know it makes me feel real mellow
(How many colors we got left? How am I going to rhyme puce, aqua, or mauve - never mind chartreuse.)
Blackjack - gone
Blackamore - gone
Blackbottom - gone
Blackey’s Bar - long gone an he was a white guy!
Blackhorse - gone
blackheart - gone
blackstrap - as in molasses - gone
blacktar- gone
Oh Andy, Andy!
What I gonna due? - long - long gone