作曲 : Dj Jazzy Jedd, Groening ...
Homer:BART!
Marge:Go to your room!
Bart:Yeah, right!
Well, you're damned if you do ... What are we talking about?
Well, you're damned if you do ... Where's your sense of humor?
Well, you're damned if you do,
And you're damned if you don't.
Homer:BART!!!
Bart:Lemme start at the start, then take it away.
My name is Simpson, Bartholomew J.
That's Bart with an "art" and a capital "B"
Then "Simp" plus "S-O-N," that's me.
Introductions aside, let's move right along,
You can all sing along at the sound of the gong.
Once upon a time, about a week ago,
All of a sudden, trouble started to grow.
Alarm was buzzin', I was snoozin'.
S'posed to get up now. I was refusin'
To let reality become an intrusion,
Cuz in Dreamy Dreamland, I was cruisin'.
But the buzzin', my head kept buzzin',
Gave the radio a throw and I heard an explosion.
Homer:D'oh!
Bart:Opened up my eyes, to my surprise,
There stood Homer and his temperature rised.
I was chillin', he was yellin',
Face all distorted, cuz he was propellin'.
It wasn't what he said, but more of his tone
The usual jive, put your nose to the grindstone.
I said, "I'm real sorry." But that didn't cut it.
I tried to protest but Dad said,
Homer:Shut it!
Get up, mow the lawn! Move it on the double!
'Cause if you don't, you're in deep, deep troubel!
Singers:Trouble!
Homer:BART!
Singers:Deep, deep trouble!
Singers:Run into trouble!
Bart:Where's your sense of humor, man?
Singers:Deep, deep trouble!
And they go a little something like this.
Hit it!
Bart:So I'm in the front yard, mowin' like crazy,
Sweatin' like a pig, and the sun is blazy.
Homer's in the driveway, gettin' in the car
With Mom and Lisa, hope they're goin' real far.
Then Dad yells,
Homer:BART!!!
Bart:And I go, "Yo!"
He goes,
Homer:You done yet?
Bart:And I go, "No."
So he goes,
Homer:Oh! You're too slow!
Bart:So I step on the gas to speed up the mow.
Didn't see that sprinkler underneath that tree.
Wham! Krrpsh!! Rainin' on me!
I go, "Woah!" Homer goes,
Homer:D'oh!
Now you can't go to the boat show!
Bart:This is my thanks after working my butt off?
Homer revs the motor and they all start to putt off.
Soaked to the bone, standin' in a puddle.
No one needs to tell me I'm in deep, deep trouble.
Singers:Trouble!
Bart:Yeah, right.
Singers:Deep, deep trouble!
Singers:Deep, deep trouble!
Bart:You're damned if you do ...
Bart:You're damned if you do ...
Singers:Deep, deep trouble!
Bart:You're damned if you do, and you're damned if you don't.
Bart:As soon as they're gone, I'm stretched on the lawn,
Lookin' at the sky with my sunshades on.
Now, I never ever claimed that I was a smarty,
But inspiration hit me: LET'S HAVE A PARTY!
Called up my posse. They were here in a flash!
They brought all their pals, we started to thrash.
There was rompin' and stompin' and occasional crash,
A fist fight or two, and Nintendo for cash.
We raided the fridge, dogs raided the trash,
I got a little worried when the windows got smashed.
The next thing you know, Mom and Dad are home.
The kids disappear and I'm all alone.
Everything's silent except for my moan
And the low bluesy tone of a saxophone.
They look at me then they go into a huddle,
I get the sinking sensation I'm in deep, deep trouble.
Singers:Trouble!
Bart:Oh, give me a break!
Singers:Deep, deep trouble!
Singers:Deep, deep trouble!
Bart:Oh, yeah.
Singers:Deep, deep trouble!
Bart:There's a little epilogue to my tale of sadness,
I was dragged down the street by his Royal Dadness.
We rounded the corner and came to a stop,
Threw me inside Jake's Barber Shop.
I said, "Please, sir, just a little off the top."
Dude shaved me bare, gave me a lollipop
So on my head, there's nothin' but stubble.
Man, I hate bein' in deep, deep trouble.
Singers:Trouble!
Bart:You're damned if you do ...
Well, you're damned if you do ...
Singers:Deep, deep trouble!
Bart:You're damned if you do, and you're damned if you don't. Aw, come on, man!
Bart:You're damned if you do ... What are we talking about?
Well, you're damned if you do ... Where's your sense of humor?
Singers:trouble! Deep, deep trouble!