Chorus (after every verse):
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious;
If you say it loud enough, you'll call upon Cthulhu!
We know Julie Andrews is Cthulhu's Great High Priestess,
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!
[disgusting Elder God noises of your choice]
It started on a Saturday
When I was just a lad;
I was watching "Loony Tunes"
With acne that was bad;
Then Daffy started writhing
Just like he was possessed,
Choked out this tune, tore off his head
And made an awful mess!
I set off in a rowboat
To find the Elder God;
I found his pal, Yog Sothoth,
Who was just an ugly sod.
He chewed up all my crew mates,
My captain, and my dog;
And then he burped, excused himself
And drank up all my Blog.
When I finally found Cthulhu,
He was perched upon a throne,
Tentacles a wavin'
Letting out a ghastly moan.
It seems that he had heartburn
From wolfing down Ed Meese,
I gave him Pepto Bismol, his burblings to decrease.
I found that I was lucky,
For some did what I did,
And still ended up as Sushi
To the giant, bat winged squid.
And some he blackened Cajun Style
And others he ate raw;
Cthulhu shoveled thousands
In the squirming, wriggling maw!
So if you call the Elder God
Bring cattle four or five.
'Cause if he gets enough to eat
He may leave you alive.
But if the Squid wants seconds,
It really is a shame;
For then you have to call upon He Who Must Not Be Named!
(You mean HASTUR?)
We worship Julie Andrews,
We wear long robes and pray;
We watch The Sound of Music nearly every single day!
We chant to Mary Poppins
And boo at Dick Van Dyke.
('Cause he's the only Elder God we never really liked!)