Spider-Pic:

Spiderpig, Spiderpig
Does whatever a spiderpig does
Can he swing on a wip
No he can't, he's a pig
Loooooook ouuuuut!
He is a SpiderPig

Union Strik Folk Song:

Come gather round children
It's high time ye learns
Bout a hero named Homer
And a devil named Burns
Well march til we drop
the girls and the fellas
well fight til the death
or else fold like umbrellas

efrain 3x: So well march day and night/ By the big cooling tower/ They have the
plant/ But we have the power.

The spring in Springfield:

You could close down Moe's,
Or the Kwik-E-Mart,
And nobody would care,
But the heart and soul
Of Springfield's in
Our Maison Derriere!

We're the sauce on your steak,
We're the cheese in your cake,
We put the spring in Springfield.

We're the lace on the nightgown,
The point after touchdown,
Yes we put the spring in Springfield.

We're that little extra spice
That makes existence extra-nice,
A giddy little thrill
At a reasonable price.
Our only major quarrel's
With your total lack of morals.
Our skimpy costumes ain't so bad,
They seem to entertain your dad!

The gin in your martini,
The clams on your linguine,
Yes we keep the ...
In Springfield!

We remember our first visit,
The service was exquisite!
Why Joseph, I had no idea!
Come on now, you were working here!
Without it we'd have had no fun
Since March of 1961!
To shut it down now would be twisted,
We just heard this place existed!

We're the highlights in your hairdo,
The extra arms on Vishnu,
So don't take the ...
We won't take the ...
Yes let's keep the ...
In Springfield!