Lyrics:
Weird Al Yankovic In 3 D

There's a sale on our gabardine suits today They're all thirty percent off from yesterday There's Fortrel polyester, leather, wool and tweed Just a Visa

wanna shine some pennies! I wanna mend some leather! I wanna Krazy-Glue my head to the bottom of a big steel girder! (Please, no C.O.D.'s. don't miss

us that we lost our tails, Evolving up from little snails. I say it's all just wind and sails. Are we not men, we are Devo. Are we not men, D-E-V-O. [

How come you're always such a fussy young man Don't want no Captain Crunch, don't want no Raison Bran Well, don't you know that other kids are starving

You can watch Mr. Rogers You can watch Three's Company And you can turn on Fame or The Newlywed Game Or The Addams Family I say, you can watch Barney

Get a wallet full 'o credit cards, eh I gonna buy me a condo, never have to mow de lawn I gonna get me da T-shirt wit' de alligator on What'd you say

We all used to call him Jimmy the Geek He was a dumb-lookin', scrawny, little four-eyed freak He never used to hang around with the guys He'd just sit

trail to hell in 3-D Nature trail to hell in 3-D Nature trail to hell in 3-D Nature Trail to hell in 3-D (Some weird music for a very short while)

I'm givin' up Don Pardo Just tell me now what I didn't win, yeah, yeah I lost on Jeopardy, baby (oooh) I lost on Jeopardy, baby (oooh) That's right, Al