Hier ein sehr schönes Lied über den allseits beliebten und unverbesserliche Onkel Kim Jong-Il
My uncle takes trips to the factory
To see how things are made
He loves to stand and stare and make decrees
While Dame Edna serenadesHe loves orange buckets and gold gold rope
And eating cotton from the fields
Watch the spinstress, watch and mope
Uncle’s shoe fetish is revealedUncle Kim, uncle Kim
Uncle Kim, uncle Kim
Yeah, that’s my uncle, KimMy Uncle talks to cows and then makes them meat
Though he’s a little scared of the black pigs
When it comes to fish, he says, “they can’t be beat”
He falls asleep when he looks at squidHe sings to crackers in a falsetto whine
And hordes apples so he can throw then at me
He says tropical fruits are truly divine
He just broke the candy machineUncle Kim, uncle Kim
Uncle Kim, uncle Kim
Yeah, that’s my uncle, KimMilk isn’t really his cup of tea
He likes booze to be perfectly frank
Sorting through sheet metal, wild and free
He bottles his pee to give thanksHe goes to the library, checks out texts
Watches people work, he’s really quite impressed
When staring at rocks he feels oddly at rest
He buys some people from a catalog, what’ll he do next?Uncle Kim, uncle Kim
Uncle Kim, uncle Kim
Yeah, that’s my uncle, KimThat’s my uncle, Kim!