Benny: The Bouncing Bump - The Residents

Seeing that his eyes were empty under half closed lids

Made it all the more disturbing knowing Benny hid

A bump that looked like clods of dirt inside a sickly lung

That barely peeked beneath his shirt and twitched like Toto’s tongue

For fifty cents inside a tent adjacent to the rest

The weaker souls would hide their eyes while Benny bared his chest

He rubbed the bump with oleo and little bits of meat

And stroked the shape as it extended down towards his feet

Bounce, Benny bounce, bouncing Benny

Bounce, bouncing Benny, bouncing Benny

Benny bounce, Benny bounce, Benny bounce

Benny bounce, Benny bounce, Benny bounce

He would put a record on then go into a trance

Until he heard his mother’s favorite polka, then he danced

The record player went too fast, but Benny didn’t care

He simply bounced around the room while people stood and stared

Benny really only cared about one single thing:

He collected magazines called Women in the Ring

He kept them all in plastic bags and everybody said

That Benny talked to them at night before he went to bed

Bounce, Benny bounce, bouncing Benny

Bounce, bouncing Benny, bouncing Benny

I need someone to wrestle with!

She’d have to wear a hood

And hold me in a hammerlock if she was feeling good

She’d probably have a ponytail that stuck out from the back

And I bet her eyes would shine right when she attacked

She might be kind of mean sometimes, and act like we weren’t friends

But when the match was over we’d be buddies till the end!

I’ve got to go!

I’ve got to go!

I know that she is there

Waiting in the ring for me to hug her like a bear!

Follow that dream, follow that dream

Follow that dream Benny follow that dream (x8)