Les Buffet – Prologue

Bend down, bend down; don’t get it in your eye.

Bend down, bend down; throw up until you die.

The salad’s fat-free; it’s hard for me to eat.

Bend down, bend down; don’t even think of meat.

This song is long; I’m running out of air.

Bend down, bend down; look out here comes a bear.

I want some steak, and then a Mountain Dew.

Bend down, bend down; you need to tie your shoe.

When I get beef, there won’t be meat that’s too tough.

Bend down, bend down; don’t get it in your eye.

How long, oh Lord, before I get some pie?

Bend down, bend down, and do a stomach crunch.

Bend down, bend down; you’re standing in your lunch.

Camenbert:       Now bring me member 24601

                        You’re time is up, and your roll is done.

                        Do you know what this means?

Pop-keron:       Yes!  It means more beef!

Camenbert:       No!  It means you get your ticket of gluttony.

                        You ate too much.

Pop-keron:       I ate a loaf of bread.

C:                     You are too fat.

P:                     I weigh 159!

                        My special diet needed lots of fiber.

                        And I was hungry.

C:                     You won’t eat again,

                        Unless you learn the meaning of good health.

P:                     I know the meaning of those 19 years,

                        A slave to good health.

C:                     5 years for what you’ve done,

                        The rest because it was a bun.

                        Yes, 24601

P:                     My name is Jean Pop-Keron.

C:                     I’m Cam-en-bert, do not forget my name

                        Yes it is a cheese, I think I will sneeze.

Bend down, bend down, and do a stomach crunch.

Bend down, bend down; you’re standing in your lunch.

Voices and music fade.