| Rhubarb Tart | |||||
| Words and Music by John Cleese, from "At Last, the 1948 Show" (pre-python) | |||||
| I want another slice of rhubarb tart I want another lovely slice I'm not disparaging the blueberry pie, But rhubarb tart is oh so very nice! A rhubarb what? A rhubarb tart! A what-barb tart? A rhubarb tart! I want another slice of rhubarb tart The principles of modern philosophy Were postulated by Decartes Discarding everything he wasn't certain of He said, "I think, therefore I am a rhubarb tart!" A rhubarb what? A rhubarb tart! A Rene who? Rene Decartes! Poor mutt, he thought he was a rhubarb tart A rhubarb tart has fascinated all the poets Especially the immortal bard He made Richard the Third call out at Bosworth Field 'My Kingdom for a slice of rhubarb tart!" Immortal what? Immortal tart! A rhubarb that? A rhubarb bard! As rhymes go, that is really pretty bad! Since Wassily Kadinsky and Paul Klee Laid down the axioms of modern art Even Jackson Pollock and Piet Mondrain Prefered to paint a slice of rhubarb tart Wassi who? A wassi-ly. Kandin who? A Kandin-sky And how did he get in there for a start? Read all the existentialist philosophers Like Schopenhauer and Jean-Paul Sartre Even Matin Heidegger agrees on one thing: Eternal happiness is rhubarb tart!!! A rhubarb what? A rhubarb tart! Jean-Paul who? Jean-Paul Sartre! That sounds just like a rhyme from Lionel Bartre. And so re.... 'Member whether you're a bee-keeper, Accountant, tree surgeon, or informant, Our advice to you is always go to work, On a slice of rhubarb tart! |
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