I sent off this morning
Down the road along the river
Which I take but once a year
My walk will take me by the shore
Then inland for a mile or more
From the cold sea spray

A small wood stands upon the hill
An old house near it lies in ruins
Forgotten long ago
And here in a clearing, overgrown with moss and ivy
Is your lovely grave

A dusk I will make my way
Along the lanes and through the fields
To where my cottage is
But before I step inside for bed
I’ll look up at the stars as we had
All those years ago

So here’s for Uncle Pat

CHORUS

Oh Uncle Lijiah, Uncle Lijiah
He’s still alive
Oh Uncle Lijiah, Uncle Lijiah
A hundred and five

There was a time early in life
When he gambled to gain
And he carried a knife
And he was winnin’ that very night
He cussed the devil, yes he cussed him good
He swore he’d lick ’em
Yes he swore he could
And he dared him to come to
Him if he would Yeah


CHORUS

It was early in the mornin’
When he got to bed
To rest his weary gamblin’ head
When he heard the angry words
His pappy said
“Lijiah go and fetch some wood!”
He heard his words
And up he stood
Even tho it hurt he knew he should

CHORUS

Outside he heard the rattle of chains
And he ran from someone
He thought insane
As he heard the devil
Callin’ out his name
The devil grabbed his suspenders well
And he trembled
As he felt the hand from hell
And he let out with a hairy yell

He jumped in bed with his
Maw and Paw
And he told ’em that
The devil was in Arkansas
And he told ’em he’d
Quit gamblin’
Or break the law

8 o’clock get up get outta bed
I feel like a truck ran over my head
Another day of stress and sorrow
Skip breakfast, ’cause I gotta go
Ain’t got no time to take it slow
And I will do my hair tomorrow

I can’t take it no more
Oh no no no
Is this what I’m living for?

But my Uncle John from Jamaica
Keeps on calling every day
Just buy a ticket and take a
Summer Holi – Holiday

6 o’clock my job is still not done
The life I’m living ain’t no fun
Too many days of stress and sorrow
My boss just won’t give me a break
And this is more than I can take
Think I will quit this job tomorrow

(Bridge)

But my Uncle John from Jamaica
Keeps on calling every day
Just buy a ticket and take a
Summer Holi – Holiday

But my Uncle John from Jamaica
Keeps on calling every day
Just buy a ticket and take a
Summer Holi – Holiday

Terrance: Shut your fucking face uncle fucka
You’re a cock sucking ass licking uncle fucka
You’re an uncle fucka, yes its true
Nobody fucks uncles quite like you

Phillip: Shut your fucking face uncle fucka
You’re the one that fucked your uncle, uncle fucka
You dont eat or sleep or mow the lawn,
You just fuck your uncle all day long

(farting noises)
Terrance: Hmm!
(farting noises)
(laughing)
(farting noises)
Some Guy: What’s going on here?
(farting noises)
People: OOOoooooooooooooh
Fucker fucker uncle fucka uncle fucka fucka fucka fucka
T & P: Shut your fucking face uncle fucka (Terrance: uncle fucka)

Terrance: You’re a boner biting bastard uncle fucka
Phillip: You’re an uncle fucka I must say
Terrance: Well you fucked your uncle yesterday
Everyone: (laughing)
People: Uncle fucka… thats
Everyone: U-N-C-L-E fuck you Uncle
Fuckaaaaaa tonight…

Phillip: Suck my balls!

I believe I can’t behave
I behave like Uncle Dave
I’ve got one foot in the grave
Thanks a lot to Uncle Dave

Chorus: Uncle Dave
Raise your hand
Repeat these words
Uncle Dave
The words you’ve seen and heard

Be ?? to hamster love
What the hell is hamster love
Chorus
You are a pretty strange bird
And fun is for the ??

There’s a portrait of Uncle Alvarez
Hangin’ in the hall
Nobody wants to look at it
But Uncle Alvarez sees us all

Oh, oh, oh, imaginary accomplishments
Hey, hey, hey, you visionary guy
You might even shake the hands of Presidents
Better send a postcard and keep the family quiet

He’s not really a part Cherokee Indian
He didn’t fight in the Civil War
He’s just Eugene Isaac Alvarez
We feel sorry for the wall

Oh, oh, oh, imaginary accomplishments
Hey, hey, hey, you visionary guy
You might even shake the hands of Presidents
You’re gonna make ’em sorry when you die

And it’s a long way down
You’re hoping for a heart attack
Runnin’ around
Investing in this and that
And your beautiful wife keeps your life on a shelf for you
Safe in the bedroom
Where there’s no dust or mildew
And it’s hard to believe you were once a beautiful dancer

Better just to shake it off
As you write your resume
Don’t think of Uncle Alvarez
And the price he had to pay

Oh, oh, oh, imaginary accomplishments
Hey, hey, hey, you visionary guy
You might even shake the hands of Presidents
You’re gonna make ’em sorry when you die

Oh, oh, oh, imaginary accomplishments
Hey, hey, hey, you visionary guy
You might even shake the hands of Presidents
Better send some money to the alma mater

Goin’ down to the corner
Gonna have myself a drink
Goin’ down to the corner
Gonna have myself a drink
‘Cause that shit that we been usin’
Sure confuse my thinking
Gonna send out to the drugstore
Buy myself a goat
Tie him up in my front yard
For all my so-called friends to see
Ain’t nobody gonna look in window and laugh at me
I been up so long
That it looks like down to me
Please don’t talk about to me when I’m gone
Baby, are you against me too?
Had a great idea the other night
Come-A-Ti-Yi-Yippie, baby
Look out
When the blue of the night meets the gold of the day
We love you
We love you
We love you

where have all the people gone in my life
i’m looking at the ceiling
with an awful feeling of loss
and loneliness
the after late night television pain
i’m running out of strength

and it feels so wonderful
to swim in our fear
and it’s unacceptable
the awakening of life

oh, uncle joe
could you tell me what you know?
i’ve been having mental problems
and the solution is unclear
i’ll give anything a try once
i’ll try anything three times
i don’t care

but there’s no company
that i can stand to be with me
so my dependency on you grows
and i am not very well read
and did you say that i will lose my house
and can you spare me of my pain
and can you spare me of my tears

oh, uncle joe

it was unintentional
when i spit in your beer
i am overinfluenced
by movies

let’s all go to the pier tomorrow
the darkest pool
did you know lies below the sky

(Alex North/Hy Zaret)

Oh my love
My darling
I hunger for your touch
Alone, lonely time.
And time goes by, so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?
I need your love
I need your love
God speed your love to me
Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea
To the open arms of the sea
Lonely rivers sigh, wait for me, wait for me
I’ll be coming home, wait for me
Oh my love, my darling
I hunger, for your touch
Alone, lonely time
And time goes by, so slowly
And time can do so much
Are you still mine?
I need your love
Oh, oh I need your love
God speed your love to me

Oh, my love, my darling,
I’ve hungered for your touch
a long, lonely time . . .

Time goes by so slowly
and time can do so much.
Are you still mine?

I need your love,
I need your love,
God speed your love to me.

Lonely rivers flow
to the sea, to the sea
To the open arms of the sea

Lonely rivers sigh,
“Wait for me, wait for me”
“I’ll be comin’ home, wait for me!”

Oh, my love, my darling,
I’ve hungered for your touch
a long, lonely time . . .

Time goes by so slowly
an’ time can do so much.
Are you still mine?

I need your love,
I need your love,
God speed your love to me

Words and Music by Alex North
and Hy Zaret