Dialogue 3


DEE RANGE
Chairman Rick takes his duties seriously, I see


MAYOR PHIL
Yes, in the interests of preserving our kingdom for future generations. See young Luke, frolicking through the tulips with pretty Emiloca? They are our future, Dee. The TTP are building a world where youngsters like Luke and Emi and Charlie and the Hilary-h8er can prosper


HILARY-H8ER
FCKN BTCH! GO SUK ORANJ FUZZY HAIRY BABOON-BALLS


DEE RANGE
And may good fortune smile upon them, Mayor Phil.


AGRIMORFEE
Now I bid you farewell, Dee and Stuey Poo


[ EXIT AGRIMORFEE ]


STUEY POO
I must also away, Dee, to attend my duties serving our good and benevolent ruler, King ChuckyG. Until the morrow. Ta-ra!


DEE RANGE
Ta-ra!


[ STUEY POO WALKS TO THE CASTLE DOOR, AND OPENS IT. BUT AS IT OPENS HE HEARS A SOUND. THE LIGHTS DIM AND A SPOT HIGHLIGHTS A SMALL ROOM ON THE INSIDE OF THE CASTLE WALL . KING CHUCKY-G SITS THERE, HEAD IN HANDS, WITH TWO ATTENDANTS]



SONG 4
Click on the Original Song and then its MIDI (song starts after a 23-second intro):
"Sighing Softly To The River"

Parody by Johnny D
:
"Spying Stuff From Lewd Submitters"


KING CHUCKY-G
Tormented with the stuff I've read
In parodies I'm shown

On my mouse-pad I bang my head
My stomach turns and groans

At how the pornographic gist
Of songs turned into noise

Can make one want to try to fist
Or buy oneself some "toys" !!

ATTENDANTS
Or buy oneself some "toys" ? Ha-ha !!

KING CHUCKY-G
Appalled, I swill,
Gin, ale, and pills,
To set my mind at ease

So ill, I'm green,
From lusty scenes,
I'm spying full of sleaze

Spying stuff from lewd submitters!
See their parodies,
Set the censors all a-quiver,
Hustling stupid sleaze!

ATTENDANTS
Stupid sleaze!

KING CHUCKY-G
When I look, and take their measure,
Censorship is just ---
While their Doppler-radar pleasure
Raves tornadic lust!

ATTENDANTS
Yes it's sleazy and it's rough!
Wave away that sleazy stuff!

Censor, censor, send it hence sir!
Cast away its foul offense sir!

Heaven speed thee, Chucky G,
May thy readers happy be!

Heaven speed thee, Chucky G,
May thy read--ers haaaaap---py be!

KING CHUCKY-G
Yet, the sleaze is but a symptom,
Of our world today

Hunter Thompson, Georgie Plimpton,
had a lot to say

ATTENDANTS
'lot to say!

KING CHUCKY-G
Ah! The stu--u--pid lewdly brew--ew--ing,
Of the rogues who--ooo write,
All the sleaze I'm now un--do--oooing,
Morning, noon, and night!

ATTENDANTS
Shocking tales a rogue could write,
Writing morning, noon, and night!

AmIRight, thy bat-tle rages,
For thy smut-less spot-less pages!

Tough a job is Chucky G's,
Censoring the fickle sleaze!

Tough a job is Chucky G's,
Censoring --- the --- fiiiiiiiiiiiiii-ckle sleaze!