"DrP3" genre: General Comedy
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	The opening song of the fictional 1976 musical/comedy motion picture classic "The Dr P Delivery Boy Divine Comedy," sung by the Dr P Delivery Boy and joined by his silly relatives, the Diet Dr P Delivery Boy and the Caffeine-Free Diet Dr P Delivery Boy. The album follows their crazy antics from the Dr P Studios at the local Dr P Distributors all the way to the afterlife.
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	Story Behind the Song The album itself is a spin-off of an earlier idea introducing the Dr P Delivery Boy and his family's hold on the soft drink industry. After later further developing his character and introducing the Diet Dr P Delivery Boy (who is not as good as the regular Dr P Delivery Boy but wants to be more like him) and the Caffeine-Free Diet Dr P Delivery Boy (who is just clueless and awkward), we decided to make a full-length album about them. The song itself took three studio sessions, one to record the music and vocals, another to add sound effects, and a final editing session to better round out the transitions to later songs. Tim wrote the bulk of the lyrics after a long discussion among the band's three members, and the music was based on the earlier theme used for the characters, originally written by Erik. We were aiming for the theme to Shaft! and we think it fills its role as an introduction to the characters and tone of the album beautifully. Lyrics Who's the soda delivery man who's a mafioso to all his fans? / The Dr P***** Delivery Boy! / Darn tootin'. / He's the man with a plan to put a can in your hand. / Yeah. / Heck, yeah. / You see, I'm the kind of fellah that likes to spend the whole day chill, / keep that caffeinated feelin' flowin' all night long and still / get up in the mornin' an' deliver, and if you don't think I will / just take a look at my 18-wheeler; it says "Mack" right on the front grill! / Dang. I got my own backup band. / Now I change my style up, my style up, with a wave of my hand. / Bring the boys to the bass groove and / bust it in your face just as long as you can stand. / He's the Dr P****** Delivery Boy, oh yeah! / Well of course I am, I mean, were you expectin' somebody else besides me? Huh? / He's the Dr P***** Delivery Boy, oh yeah! / Oh yeah. Well, yeah, I do deliver your Dr P. / Hey fellahs, no offense, but where did you get those backup singers? / Oh, he's my cousin. / Yeah. / Oh, that's your cousin? / Heck, yeah. / Oh, well then I understand. I mean, family's very important, right? Nobody knows that better than me. In fact, I've got a little story to share with you, sort of a hypothetical situation. / Suppose you were delivering Dr P***** to some store, / and the people in that neighborhood were feelin' kinda sore, / cause you ran over some punk kid on a skateboard (who deserves it!) / and they send in this lawyer with a subpoena, and he serves it! / Right there in the store! And he's makin' kind of a ruckus, / so you get all the Dr P***** in the place and put it right back in your truck as / soon as you get him to shut up, which I'm tellin' you ain't easy / and you might resort to tactics that some would consider sleazy, / such as-- / He's the Dr P***** Delivery Boy, oh yeah! / Hey! Hey, stop it, huh! Knock it off! Hey, I was tryin' to tell a story! / Oh. / Rewind, rewind! Okay: / Such as threatening to call your cousins at the Dr P***** Distributors / and have 'em come on out and break a couple of his fibulas / which they probably wouldn't do, but the lawyer doesn't know that. / He'll back down anyway just as long as you show that / you're really tight with your family, and they're connected like a zipper; / they'll stop shipments of Dr P*****, Mr. P*** and The Sk*****. / No town can last for long if the stores don't stock it, / that's why they say "Who's that dude with the button on the left breast pocket?" / He's the Dr P***** Delivery Boy, oh yeah! / Oh yeah. You don't mess with me. Tell 'em why. / The Dr P***** family brings you pain or joy, oh yeah! / Oh yeah. Gosh dang, I deliver Dr P. / Hey, speakin' of family, look what just walked in! / Hi... / Hey, didn't you notice the big red sign that said "Recordin'?" Did you think that was for you? / I... I thought that was for me! / He thought it was for him. I suppose you came to a full and complete stop at it too, huh? / Well, uh, actually-- / He came to a full and complete stop. Will someone tell me, who IS this moron? / He's the Diet Dr P***** Delivery Boy, yeah! / "Boy yeah?" I thought it was supposed to be "Yeah, boy" or somethin' like that? / He's the Diet Dr P***** Delivery Boy, yeah, boy / Hi!!! / Aw jeez, speakin' of "boy," who is THIS jerk? / He's the Caffeine-Free Diet Dr P***** Delivery Boy, yeah! / Hey, is that red light for me? / I can't take this. Listen, get yourselves some competent background singers, give me a call in two weeks or so, I got a delivery route to plan. / That-- that light never turns green out there, does it? Hey, is that mike on? Tur-key in the straw, tur-key in the hay! / Now see what you did. / Ahh! Hey, who turned out the lights?

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