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Soon We'll Be Out Amid The Cold World's Strife. Soon We'll Be Sliding Down The Razor Blade Of Life. But As We Go Our Sordid Sep'rate Ways, We Shall Ne'er Forget Thee, Thou Golden College Days. Hearts Full Of Youth, Hearts Full Of Truth, Six Parts Gin To One Part Vermouth.

-Tom Lehrer

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Tom Lehrer

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Soon We'll Be Out Amid The Cold World's Strife. Soon We'll Be Sliding Down The Razor Blade Of Life. But As We Go Our Sordid Sep'rate Ways, We Shall Ne'er Forget Thee, Thou Golden College Days. Hearts Full Of Youth, Hearts Full Of Truth, Six Parts Gin To One Part Vermouth.

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Comedy Is Very Important. For One Thing, It Keeps You Sane. But It's Not Really A Conversion. I Mean, It's Marginally A Conversion, Because If People Tune In Or Go To A Nightclub Or Even Watch Television, And Hear That A Lot Of Other People Are Laughing At Something You Thought Was Not Funny, At Least It'll Force You To Reconsider.

I Wasn't Really A Performer By Temperament.

I Recall This Sergeant's Informing Me And My "room-mates" Of This Rather Deplorable Fact The Army Didn't Have Any Official, Excuse Me, Didn't Have No Official Song And Suggested That We Work On This In Our Copious Free Time.

I'm Not An Original Composer. The Tunes Are Not Stolen From Other Tunes Necessarily Except In A Few Cases, But They're In The Style Of Songs That I Grew Up With.

Don't Write Naughty Words On The Wall If You Can't Spell!

Alas, Irreverence Has Been Subsumed By Mere Grossness, At Least In The So-called Mass Media. What We Have Now - To Quote Myself At My Most Pretentious - Is A Nimiety Of Scurrility With A Concomitant Exiguity Of Taste.

Political Satire Became Obsolete When They Awarded Henry Kissinger The Nobel Peace Prize.

Henry Kissinger

When Correctly Viewed, Everything Is Lewd.

Filth, I'm Glad To Say, Is In The Mind Of The Beholder. When Correctly Viewed, Everything Is Lewd.

Life Is Like A Piano. What You Get Out Of It Depends On How You Play It.

For There Is Surely Nothing More Beautiful In This World Than The Sight Of A Lone Man Facing Single-handedly A Half A Ton Of Angry Pot Roast!

Counting In Octal Is Just Likst Counting In Decimal--if You Don't Use Your Thumbs.

Don't Drink The Water And Don't Breathe The Air!

I Don't Want To Satirise George Bush And His Puppeteers, I Want To Vaporise Them.

Be Careful Not To Do Your Good Deeds When There's No One Watching You.

I Find That People Can Pass Me On The Street Who've Just Seen My Picture In The Paper And They Wouldn't Recognize Me. If They'd Seen Me On Television, The Heads Turn. They Say, "wait A Minute. I Don't Know Who That Is, But He's Somebody.

If, After Hearing My Songs, Just One Human Being Is Inspired To Say Something Nasty To A Friend, Or Perhaps To Strike A Loved One, It Will All Have Been Worth The While.

There's Ten Stuffed Heads In My Trophy Room Right Now, Two Game Wardens, Seven Hunters, And A Cow.

The Army Has Carried The American... Ideal To Its Logical Conclusion... Not Only Do They Prohibit Discrimination On The Grounds Of Race, Creed And Color, But Also On The Grounds Of Ability.

Don't Solicit For Your Sister, It's Not Nice. Unless You Get A Good Percentage Of Her Price.

In My Youth There Were Words You Couldn't Say In Front Of A Girl; Now You Can't Say 'girl.'

If I See A Movie Star In The Department Store Buying Something, I'll Kind Of Sidle Up And See What They're Saying, What They Look Like, How They Sound. That's An Invasion Of Privacy.

Buying Something

Once The Rockets Are Up, Who Cares Where They Come Down?

I Ache For The Touch Of Your Lips Dear, But Much More For The Touch Of Your Whips Dear.

I Know That There Are People Who Do Not Love Their Fellow Man, And I Hate People Like That!

I Find That If You Take The Various Popular Song Forms To Their Logical Extremes, You Can Arrive At Almost Anything From The Ridiculous To The Obscene-or, As They Say In New York, Sophisticated.

Some Of You May Have Met Mathematicians And Wondered How They Got That Way.

I Always Like To Make Explicit The Fact That Before I Went Off Not Too Long Ago To Fight In The Trenches, I Was A Mathematician By Profession. I Don't Like People To Get The Idea That I Have To Do This For A Living. I Mean, It Isn't As Though I Had To Do This, You Know, I Could Be Making, Oh, Three Thousand Dollars A Year Just Teaching.

I Didn't Feel The Need For Anonymous Affection, For People In The Dark Applauding. To Me, It Would Be Like Writing A Novel And Then Getting Up Every Night And Reading Your Novel. Everything I Did Is On The Record And, If You Want To Hear It, Just Listen To The Record.

Laughter Is Involuntary. If It's Funny You Laugh.

The People Who Came To Hear Me Perform Or To Buy My Records Were Not The Type Who Would Be Offended [by The Song 'the Vatican Rag']. But I Gather That There Were Other People Who Were Offended.

Plagiarize! Plagiarize, Let No One Else's Work Evade Your Eyes, Remember Why The Good Lord Made Your Eyes, So Don't Shade Your Eyes, But Plagiarize, Plagiarize, Plagiarize... Only Be Sure Always To Call It Please "research".

Well I Wasn't Really Attacking The Religious Beliefs [in The Song 'the Vatican Rag'], I Was Attacking The Formality Of The Rituals Of The Catholic Church; However, People Took It Wrongly.

If You Asked Me To Write A Rock Song Or A Rap Song, I Couldn't Do It Because They're Not In My Fingers.

I Find Enough Mystery In Mathematics To Satisfy My Spiritual Needs. I Think, For Example, That Pi Is Mysterious Enough (don't Get Me Started!) Without Having To Worry About God. Or If Pi Isn't Enough, How About Fractals? Or Quantum Mechanics?

If I Can't Get People To Commit Themselves On Whether Or Not There Is A Square Root Of Two, Then I Won't Touch On God Or Anything Here

I Figure I Wrote 37 Songs In 20 Years, And That's Not Exactly A Full-time Job. It Wasn't That I Was Writing And Writing And Writing And Quit.

Well, You Ask A Silly Question, And You Get A Silly Answer.

When You Attend A Funeral, It Is Sad To Think That Sooner O' Later Those You Love Will Do The Same For You. And You May Have Thought It Tragic, Not To Mention Other Adjec- Tives, To Think Of All The Weeping They Will Do. (but Don't You Worry.

The Audience Usually Has To Be With You, I'm Afraid. I Always Regarded Myself As Not Even Preaching To The Converted, I Was Titillating The Converted.

Once You've Heard The Joke, It's Not Funny Anymore, But It's The Way It's Told. And I Think That's The Same With The Music: The Reason Some Of My Songs Have Lasted Longer Is There's A Lot Of Stuff Packed In There. You Want To Hear Them More Than Once.

I Would Do Nightclubs And Concerts - Particularly Concerts, Which Is Mostly What I Did - And Only People Who Already Agreed With Me Would Show Up. People Weren't Going To Come And Inadvertently Turn On Their Television Set And Find This Offensive Stuff Coming Out.

You Can Raise Welts Like Nobody Else, As We Dance To The Masochism Tango.

The Reason Most Folksongs Are So Atrocious Is That They Were Written By The People.

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Once The Rockets Are Up, Who Cares Where They Come Down ? That's Not My Department.

Oh We Will All Fry Together When We Fry. We'll Be French Fried Potatoes By And By. There Will Be No More Misery When The World Is Our Rotisserie, Yes, We Will All Fry Together When We Fry.

I Wish People Who Have Trouble Communicating Would Just Shut Up.

All Books Can Be Indecent Books, Though Recent Books Are Bolder. For Filth, I'm Glad To Say, Is In The Mind Of The Beholder. When Correctly Viewed, Everything Is Lewd. I Could Tell You Things About Peter Pan And The Wizard Of Oz, There's A Dirty Old Man!

Oh, The Protestants Hate The Catholics/ And The Catholics Hate The Protestants/ And The Hindus Hate The Muslims/ And Everybody Hates The Jews.

Angels We Have Heard On High Tell Us To Go Out And Buy.

People Are Stupider Than Anybody.

Things Are Much More Complicated. Feminism Versus Pornography, For Example. There Are A Lot Of Feminists Who Think It Is Bad, But Others Think It's Good. I Have Become, You Might Call It Mature - I Would Call It Senile - And I Can See Both Sides. But You Can't Write A Satirical Song With 'but On The Other Hand' In It, Or 'however'. It's Got To Be One-sided.

The Civil Liberties Types Who Are Fighting This Issue Have To Fight It, Owing To The Nature Of The Laws, As A Matter Of Freedom Of Speech And Stifling Of Free Expression And So On. But We Know What's Really Involved, Dirty Books Are Fun. That's All There Is To It. But You Can't Get Up In A Court And Say That.

And Although I'm All For Freedom Of Expression And Against Censorship, There Are Certain Things I'm Not Willing To Go To Jail For.

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Everything Is So Weird In Politics That It's Very Hard To Be Funny About It, I Think.

I Went From Adolescence To Senility, Trying To Bypass Maturity.

From The Three, You Then Use One To Make Eight Ones. You Add Those Ones To The Three, And You Get One-three Base Eight, Or, In Other Words, In Base Ten You Have Eleven, And You Take Away Seven. And Seven From Eleven Is Four. Now Go Back To The Sixty-fours, You're Left With Two.

Always Predict The Worst, And You'll Be Hailed As A Prophet.

Hark, The Herald Tribune Sings, Advertising Wondrous Things!

I Think That If People Are Having Trouble Communicating With One Another, The Least They Can Do Is Shut Up.

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When Someone Makes A Move Of Which We Don't Approve, Who Is It That Always Intervenes? U.n. And O.a.s., They Have Their Place, I Guess, But First Send The Marines!

The Lord's Our Shepherd, Says The Psalm. But Just In Case, We Better Get A Bomb.

Irreverence Is Easy - Whats Hard Is Wit.

On My Income Tax 1040 It Says 'check This Box If You Are Blind.' I Wanted To Put A Check Mark About Three Inches Away.

The Audiences Like To Think That Satire Is Doing Something. But, In Fact, It Is Mostly To Leave Themselves Satisfied. Satisfied Rather Than Angry, Which Is What They Should Be.

"life Is Like A Sewer - What You Get Out Of It Depends On What You Put Into It." It's Always Seemed To Me That This Is Precisely The Sort Of Dynamic, Positive Thinking That We So Desperately Need Today In These Trying Times Of Crisis And Universal Brouhaha.

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Bad Weather Always Looks Worse Through A Window.

I'm Not Tempted To Write A Song About George W.bush. I Couldn't Figure Out What Sort Of Song I Would Write. That's The Problem: I Don't Want To Satirise George Bush And His Puppeteers, I Want To Vaporise Them. And That's Not Funny.

And We Will All Go Together When We Go. What A Comforting Fact That Is To Know. Universal Bereavement, An Inspiring Achievement, Yes, We Will All Go Together When We Go.

As For Language, Almost Everything Goes Now. That Is Not To Say That Verbal Taboos Have Disappeared, But Merely That They Have Shifted Somewhat. In My Youth, For Example, There Were Certain Words You Couldn't Say In Front Of A Girl; Now You Can Say Them, But You Can't Say 'girl'.

Base Eight Is Just Like Base Ten Really, If You're Missing Two Fingers.

You Cant Be Satirical And Not Be Offensive To Somebody.

Once All The Germans Were Warlike And Mean But That Couldn't Happen Again We Taught Them A Lesson In Nineteen Eighteen And They've Hardly Bothered Us Since Then

Apart From That Mrs Lincoln, How Did You Enjoy The Play?

On Christmas Day You Can't Get Sore, Your Fellow Man You Must Adore. There's Time To Cheat Him All The More The Other Three Hundred And Sixty-four

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I Feel That If A Person Has Problems Communicating The Very Least He Can Do Is To Shut Up.

Be It Ever So Decadent, There's No Place Like Home.

I Don't Have The Temperament Of A Performer, And I Certainly Couldn't Do It Every Night.

If The Hoods Don't Get You, The Monoxide Will.

You Can Make Fun With Saddam Hussein Jokes ... But You Can't Make Fun Of, Say, The Concentration Camps. I Think My Target Was Not So Much Evil, But Benign Stupidity People Doing Stupid Things Without Realising Or, Instead, Thinking They Were Doing Good.

I'm Very Proud Of Myself On My, Whatever The Literacy Is, I'm Pretentious, Totally Pretentious. I Like To Say 'hmm', For Example.

If You Visit American City, You Will Find It Very Pretty. Just Two Things Of Which You Must Beware: Don't Drink The Water And Don't Breathe The Air. Pollution, Pollution, They Got Smog And Sewage And Mud. Turn On Your Tap And Get Hot And Cold Running Crud. See The Halibuts And The Sturgeons Being Wiped Out By Detergents. Fish Gotta Swim And Birds Gotta Fly, But They Don't Last Long If They Try. Pollution, Pollution, You Can Use The Latest Toothpaste, And Then Rinse Your Mouth With Industrial Waste.

So Long, Mom I'm Off To Drop The Bomb So Don't Wait Up For Me But While You Swelter Down There In Your Shelter You Can See Me On Your Tv

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I've Heard It Quoted That I Was Dead. You Can't Believe Anything You Read. That Was Just An Off-hand Remark Somebody Picked Up, And Now It's Been Quoted And Quoted, And Therefore Misquoted.

I Have Always Found It Interesting... That There Are People Who Regard Copyright Infringement As A Form Of Flattery.

But In The New (math) Approach, The Important Thing Is To Understand What You're Doing, Rather Than To Get The Right Answer.

My Last Public Performance For Money Was In 1967. For Free, It Was 1972, With The Exception Of Two Little One-shot, One-song Things. But That's Just For Friends, Out Of Friendship For The People Involved, And Also Because It Was Fun.

Soon We'll Be Out Amid The Cold World's Strife. Soon We'll Be Sliding Down The Razor Blade Of Life. But As We Go Our Sordid Sep'rate Ways, We Shall Ne'er Forget Thee, Thou Golden College Days. Hearts Full Of Youth, Hearts Full Of Truth, Six Parts Gin To One Part Vermouth.

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