Father O’Blivion

Get on your feet and do the Funky Alphonzo

Father Vivian O'Blivion

Resplendent in his frock

Was whipping up the batter

For the pancakes of his flock

He was looking rather bleary

He forgot to watch the clock

But the night before

Behind the door

A leprechaun had stroked

Yep

The night before

Behind the door

A leprechaun had stroked

He stroked it

The night before

Behind the door

A leprechaun had stroked

His strop

He stroked his strop

It set him off in such a frenzy

He sang Lock Around the Crock

And he topped it off with a

And he topped it off with a

And he topped it off with a

Oo ooo ooo

Oo ooo ooo

Oo ooo ooo

As he stumbled on his

He was delighted as it stiffened

And ripped right through his sock

Oh St Alfonzo would be proud of me

And he shouted down the block

Ahhhhhhhhhhhahaha

Dominus vobiscum

Et cum spiritu tuo

Won't you eat my sleazy pancakes

Just for Saintly Alphonzo

They're so light and fluffy white

We'll raise a fortune by tonight

They're so light and fluffy white

We'll raise a fortune by tonight

They're so light and fluffy brown

They're the finest in the town

They're so light and fluffy brown

They're the finest in the town

Morning Good your Highness

Oo oo ooo

I brought you your snowshoes

Oo oo ooo

Good morning your Highness

Oo oo ooo