Won't You Come And Be Profligerate? In days of old when knights were bold They told us an awful lie. They said, "Young man, go tow some line" But they wouldn't tell us why. I'm going on a journey, A voyage cross the sea, And if you see your way unclear Then you can come with me. Oh, won't you come and be profligerate, ook-ook? And I will go and be profligerate too. Won't you come and be profligerate, ook-ook? Think of all the decadent things we'll do. While strolling down the road of life we'll never meet Anyone who hasn't got a pair of dirty feet (or maybe three of them), Won't you come and be profligerate, ook-ook, ook-ook, And I will go and be profligerate too. (INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE) Throw away your worries and cares, you can't be stung; All you have to do, my dear, is stick out your tongue (so herbily), Won't you come and be profligerate, ook-ook, ook-ook, And I will go and be proligerate (C'mon now, light another funny cigarette) I will go and be profligerate too! Lyrics and Music by Alan Seidler ©1974 by Simian Press, A Div. of Ook Ook Productions, Inc.