Mr. Wiggles

(专辑： Motor Booty Affair - 1978)

(From the ocean comes a notion
That the real eyes lies in rhythm
And the rhythm of vision is a dancer
From the looking come the seeing
One with real eyes realize
The rhythm of vision is a dancer
And when he dance, it's always on the one
Going down you can see sounds of silence
Primal heartbeats could be seen with the naked eye
The one with real eyes realize that
Is that everything is on the one)

[Mr. Wiggles:]
Ee Dee Awk, oh, I'm the jock and I'm back on the scene with the record machine
Saying, ooh-papa-doo, how d'y'all do
I'm Mr. Wiggles the Worm, these are my ladies Giggle and Squirm
(Without...[?]...Funkenstein I will never dance)
Three bionic idiots ("Eat the worm!")
Your deejays for the Affair
Where we'll be getting down and won't be coming up for air (hahahah)
May I have this swim? (I will never dance, I'll never dance)

Mr. Wiggles here, saying, may we funk you?
(Everything is on the one, ha, ha)
(...Eat the worm)
(Three blind mice, heh, heh... run around the one)

I got a string on my thing (Mmh)
Rhythm in my thing (Wind me up)
I can do my thing underwater
I got a string attached to my thing
When you pull my string
I can do my thing like I oughta

Ooh, the Motor Booty Affair this is the big one
The marathon, not your average 50-yard dash of funk
The Olympics, cross-country style
(Eenie meenie miney wiggle) Ho!

Coming to you from #1 Bimini Road, (I got a string on my thang)
In beautiful downtown Atlantis (Rhythm in my thing)
Where you might see the jellyfish jamming with the salmon
(I can do my thing underwater)
Come face to face with a mouth named Jaws, (I got a string attached to my thing)
Freak out with a Mermaid named Rita, (When you pull my string)
And meet Mr. Wiggles the Worm (I can do my thing like I oughta)

I got wheels on my thang (Oh!)
Real in my thang (Emerald city!)
I can do my thang underwater
I got a string attached to my thang (Hghmm!)
When you pull my string,
I can do my thang like I oughta

Check me out
I can slide between the molecules of wetness like an eel through seeweed
One slithering idiot
Mr. Wiggles here...
Your DJ for the Affair
Where we'll be getting down and won't be coming up for air
So you can leave your nose at home
You might wanna rent a blowhole. Oh!

(That's how it goes in the land of no nose)

Let me bait my rap (Heh!)
Go Wiggle (The best stroke is the breast stroke)
This fish tale begins, where most fish tails end (Eenie meeny miney wiggle)
With a school of fool fish (Eenie meeny miney wiggle)
Playing hooky from school, but getting caught and liking it!

I got a string on my thang (Oh!)
Reel in my thang (Go Wiggle Y'all)
I can do my thang underwater
I got a string attached to my thang (Yo yo)
(Blow it out your blowhole)
Wheel on my string (Aquaboogie baby!)
I can do my thang like I oughta
(You're just a clone illusion, heh heh!)

Eee ditty I, oh, I'm jock and I'm back on the scene with my record
Machine, saying, ooh poppa doo how y'all doin'?

Mr. Wiggles the Worm here (Go Wiggle?!)

Saying this is an underwater story in the fields of your mind
(I can do my thing underwater)
We're swimming past a clock who has its hand behind its back
On past reality, he ain't looking for a moment (Eenie meanie miney wiggle)
We'll leave a candle in the windows of our conscious mind
And we'll find our way back to the one end time
(I got wheels on my thang... etc...)
(Eenie meanie miney wiggle)
The Motor Booty Affair, where you can dance underwater and not get wet
(I got a string attached to my thang)
Aqua dooloop-a-baby
(When you pull my string)
Rhythm
(I can do my thing like I oughta)

Mr. Wiggles here on roller skates and a yo-yo (Eenie meanie miney wiggle)
Acting the FOOL, one slithering idiot
These are my ladies Giggles and Squirm
We are three bionic worms (Eenie meanie miney wiggle)
Your DJ for the affair (Sliding through the water without getting wet)
(Eenie meanie miney wiggle?)
And I can do my thang underwater, ha! (Eenie meanie miney wiggle...)

Coming to you live from #1 Bimini Road
In the Emerald City, downtown Atlantis, on W-E-F-U-N-K
We funk, we funk (I got to wiggle)
And we funk
(You gotta wiggle? hee hee)
And we wiggle (Eenie Meenie Miney Wiggle)
And we funk, oh!

Mr. Wiggles here (Go Wiggle! No!)
Saying Eee to the ock
Oh I'm the jock and I'm back on the scene with my record machine
Saying ooh papa doo, how y'all doin'?

Go wiggle!
To all the fish and the fishies, go wiggle!
To all the fish and the fishes, go wiggle! (Yo!)

Eee to the ock
Oh I'm the jock and I'm back on the scene with my record machine
Saying ooh papa doo, how y'all doin'? Go wiggle!
(Dancing underwater and not getting wet)

Oh! Go wiggle! Go wiggle!

From the ocean comes the notion that real lies in the eyes of rhythm
And the rhythm of vision is a dancer (Eee to the ock, oh, I'm the jock and...)
From the looking comes the seeing
One with real eyes realize that the rhythm of vision is a dancer
And when he dance it's always on the one (Aquadooloop baby!)
Going down you could see sounds of silence
Primal heartbeats could be seen with the naked eye
(What in the world is that worm talking about?)
And the ones with real eyes realize that everything is on the one. Go Wiggle!
(Eee to the ock, oh to the jock, back on the scene...)
Yo!
(...With my record machine, saying ooh papa do how y'all doin'?)
This is the back side[?], go wiggle!

Psychoalphadiscobetabioaquadooloop go wiggle!
(You can't...[?])
Swimmin on past your conscious mind, who's tied up for a moment
But he'll be back on time. In the meantime... go wiggle!