Bingo! – Tangerine lyrics

Eat the tangerine
Eat the tangerine
Eat the tangerine
It will treat you well
When I was young I used to read the funny papers and I'd
Eat my tangerine and
When I was done I'd be rolling on the floor laughing at the
Funny things that I had seen but
There was one strip yeah it filled me full of hatred and I
Think you know you know what I mean

It was the circle at the bottom with those circle headed kids by
That yellow bellied mother scratcher, Bill Keane
That's why I

Used to have a job, nothing special it paid five twenty-five
Every so often a customer'd walk in
Just to remind me that I was alive
But then one day my boss said, "Jeff, grab a chair"
He said "I'm gonna have to take you take you aside"
Well the dirty bastard fired me but lucky for him
I had my tangerine to keep me from homicide
That's why I

Used to have a job, nothing special it paid five twenty-five
Every so often a customer'd walk in
Just to remind me that I was alive
But then one day my boss said, "Jeff, grab a chair"
He said "I'm gonna have to take you take you aside"
Well the dirty bastard fired me but lucky for him
I had my tangerine to keep me from homicide
That's why I