-> "Part AG: John A. Barry"
				
				Original Song Title: 
"While My Guitar Gently Weeps"
 
							
				Parody Song Title: 
"Part AG: John A. Barry"
				
				
			
		 
			
          
            The Lyrics
			
			
			[ACT ONE]
[SCENE SEVEN]
{Setting: Inside Mayor Al's Office}
(AL has his feet up on the desk as Jill and Justin enter)
(His son VAL is chewing on wires. Val gets a volt of electricity and his hair stands on end, having a cloud of black smoke escape his mouth)
(His other son MAL is stroking a shotgun muttering)
MAL
"My preciousssss, my preciousssss"
(Justin looks scared)
(Al tosses a handful of sunflower seeds into his mouth)
JILL
 "So. Can you?"
AL
 "Can I what? Sorry, I wasn't paying attention"
JILL
 "Can you stop the bar fights down at Homer's?"
AL
 "Why should I do this fer y'all? I can't "member duh lass time yeh came over just to say Howdy, er to spur a bit o' yer moonshine. All I wanted was friendship. I's been like a father ta y'all, N' now y'all ask me to kill this man? I ask y'all why?"
JILL
 "I never said I wanted him dead. I just want a peaceful pub."
AL
 "Firs y'all must show duh proper respect"
(Jill kisses Al's wedding ring)
AL
 "Okay, now I will do this fer y'all cause it's duh day o' me wife's giving birth, but I's have a favor to ask of you as well"
JILL
 "What is it?"
AL
 "Cal is soon getting his driver's license an' I told him, dat I'd git him a car. Now y'all own a bunch and sell them if I "member correctly"
"My Gutted Cars On Blocks Seep"
By John A. Barry
(JILL)
They can't even crawl; they're above ground and heaping;
My gutted cars on blocks seep.
I look at the ground and I see oil leaks seeping;
My gutted cars cannot creep.
When they first died, I could have sold you
The whole slew, they'd have run.
But I was ploughed and I corholed Sue,
My trusty old ewe.
I look at the wheels and notice they're not turning;
My gutted cars on blocks sleep.
I drink up every penny that I was earning;
Rotgut scarfed on welfare's cheap.
Onto the ground, lot's of oil's squirted;
It's been diverted to
A creek that's brown; it's been converted
To a bum-wort-fed* loo.
I've nooked in them all, in back seats I've been sleeping
With cousin Char and my sheep.
We have had a ball,
With Char done up as Bo Peep.
[Fade on moaning and bleating]
			
			
			
		
		
	 
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