A few more what? Fart sounds? Just put the cork back. It was working.
HOLES, dumbass.
Animaniacs
It's time time for Animaniacs
And we're zany too the max
So just sit back and relax
You'll laugh beneath till you collapse
for Animaniacs
Come join the Warner brothers and the Warner sister, Dot
Just for fun we run around the Warner movie lot
They lock us in the tower when ever we get caught
But we break loose, and then vamoose, and now you know the plot
They're Animaniacs
Dot is cute and Yakko yacks
Wacko packs away the snacks
While Bill Clinton plays the sax
We're Animaniacs
Meet Pinky and the Brain, who want to rule the unviverse {alt: Meet Ralph and Dr. Scatchensniff. Say "hi" to Hello Nurse}
Goodfeathers flock together, Slappy whacks them with her purse
Buttons chases Mindy, while Rita sings a verse
The writers flipped. We have no script. Why bother to rehearse?
It's Animaniacs
We have pay-or-play contracts
We're zany to the max
There's baloney in our slacks
It's anim-any
Totally insane-y
Pinky and the Brain-y {alt: Citizen Kane-y}{alt: Dana Delaney}{alt: Come back Shane-y}
Animaniacs.
Those are the facts.