LYRICS
Homer:Christmas in December!
Wow, wow, wow!
Give me tons of presents
Now, now, now!
Flanders:Hey, hey, Homer! Writing a new Christmas carol?
Homer:Maybe.
Flanders:Well, the bible says it's fun to do stuff together.
There's a stranger in the manger,
And his name is love.
Take it, Homer.
Oh, I got it. You want me to stay out here and work on the chorus.
Homer:Flanders, I am a patient, reasonable, handsome man. But even I have my limits.
Now beat it!
Flanders:Why, thank you, Homer. It's a Popsicle and my favorite flavor: plain.
Homer:How'm I supposed to write a song with that stupid jerk bothering me all the time and—?
Wait a minute.
Everybody in the U.S.A.
Hates their stupid neighbor,
He's Flanders and he's really really lame.
Flanders tried to wreck my song,
His views on birth control are wrong.
I hate his guts and Flanders is his name.
Homer, Lenny and Carl:F-L-A-N-R-D-S!
Homer:He's the man that I hate best!
I'd like to see his house go up in flames!
David Byrne:Excuse me, I've been researching indigenous music of Springfield
and couldn't help but overhear your delightfully cruel hate song.
Carl:David Byrne?
Moe:Singer, artist, director, composer, Talking Head.
David Byrne:And I used to wrestle under the name El Diablo
Lenny:I thought that was Phillip Glass.
David Byrne:Yeah, he wishes.
Homer:Hey, mister, if you like my song, do you wanna buy a tape? It's already rewound.
David Byrne:No, thank you. But I would like to sing it with you, and produce it.
Homer:Fine.
Lenny and Carl:F-L-A,
Homer:His name is Ned!
Lenny and Carl:E-R-S,
Homer:It's a stupid name!
He's worse than Frankenstein
Or Dr. No!
David Byrne:You can't upset him even slightly,
He just smiles and nods politely,
Then goes home and worships nightly,
His Leftorium is an emporium of woe!
Lenny and Carl:F-L-A,
Homer:Don't yell at Ned!
Lenny and Carl:D-E-R,
Homer:His wife is dead!
Everybody hates that stupid jerk!
David Byrne:Springfield rocks with Homer's joyous loathing,
Filling clubs with angry Valentinos.
You don't have to move your feet,
Just hate Flanders to the disco beat.
Homer and David Byrne:He's your perky, peppy, nightmare neighborino!
Homer and David Byrne: If you despise polite left-handers,
Then I doubt you'll like Ned Flanders
Or his creepy little offspring, Rod and Todd.
Audience:F-L-A!
Apu:His name is Ned!
Audience:E-R-S!
Apu:He is so white bread!
Homer and Choir:The smiling mustache geek who walks with God!
Reverend Lovejoy:Mass dismissed.
DJ:We're halfway through our "Same Song Six-Pack"!
Now, let's hear William Shatner's version of "Everybody Hates Ned Flanders!"
Marge:Another cover? My God, let it die!
William Shatner:Everybody...
In the U.S...
A...
Hates...their...
Stupid...neighbor...
He's the Flanders...man...
The Flanders, man...
Flanders...
Marge:I am so sick of that song!
Homer:Oof, me, too! I've come to hate my own creation! Now I know how God feels.
Homer:This dude ranch is gonna be great. A whole week without hearing that stupid song.
David Byrne:You won't think it's stupid when you hear the Extended Salsa Mix!
?No nos gusta Flanders!
?Es un hombre estupido!
?No nos gusta Flanders!
Marge:Watch it, Mr. Byrne! You'll slip on the Simoniz!
David Byrne:Simoniz?
Moe:Woah! Woah!
David Byrne:Can you take me to the hospital?
Moe:Yeah, no problem.