A Bad Idea Gone Worse

Intro: What's that you're trying to say.  I've got a feeling
it's not very bright.  You have the annoying tendency to get up on
stage and hog the spotlight.  But, I'm aware of something your not.  
You're in a movie without a plot.  Your life is five thousand pages
of prose.  It looks good at first, but it won't fit up your nose.

Chorus:  It's a Bad Idea Gone Worse.
It's a Stupid Chorus and a Stupid Verse.
It's a Bad Idea Gone Worse.
(Like a schizophrenic doctor, who's also his nurse)
(Like a sow's ear made from a silk purse)
(... Like the smurfs)
(Like a honeymoon vacation starting off in hearse)
It's a bad idea gone, bad idea gone, bad idea gone worse.

So you say you wanna start a band.
I say okay don't let it get out of hand.
I would mention, just one little thing,
You boys can't play and you sure as hell can't sing.
                          
Chorus

There's a techno-drummer, who plays clarinet.
A slippery singer, and I'm not finished yet.
There's another, but he's dwarfed by his sax,
And a guitarist, who sucks on the axe.

Chorus

Josh's narrative with special guest, 41 Latinos on percussion:
   Yes folks, This is it.  This is the movie you've been waiting
   for, the Cyanide Tamales movie.  This is the movie that took longer
   to produce than the gestation term of an elephant.  And this is the
   only movie you will see this year with a guidance counselor in it.  
   We asked our guidance counselor what she thought of our movie when
   it was done.  And she said,"Boys, this movie, I hate to say it, but
   this movie is really just a..."
   
Chorus
         
So you say, you're making a movie.
I say,"OK, that's all fine and groovy."
"But who came up with a Potato Queen?"
This would be a living nightmare if it wasn't just a dream.

Cyanide Tamales Tribute to the Fifties:
   My baby left me/ And she stole my car/ But what upset me
   most/Is I left my mother in it/ Oh Shit.
   
(It's a bad Idea gone Worse.)
It's a stupid chorus and a stupid verse.
It's a Bad Idea Gone Worse.
To listen to this music, you would have to be coerced.
It's a bad Idea gone worse.
Like a Cyanide Tamales Song, sung in reverse (Or forward).
It's a bad Idea gone worse.                                   
When I was young, my mom said,"Dave, don't curse!"
It's a bad Idea gone, bad Idea gone, bad idea gone worse