Go to Sleep, Little Doggies
performed by Kyle McLachlan
with GE Smith, Phil Harman, and Dana Carvey
performed on 29 Sep 1990 (Kyle McLachlan)


<Kyle and three others in front of a campfire in cowboy gear. GE plays guitar.>

Oh the campfire is glowin'
Evening purple shadows driftin by
Just another twilight on the cattle trail
Underneath the huckleberry sky

And the cattle are lowin'
Cause they don't know where they're goin'
They're heading down the trail to Kansas City, boys,
And they're gonna lose their heads and die.

(Chorus:)
Whoopee Tie Yi Yo
Get along little doggies
You're gonna lose your heads and die


Oh, they take ya little doggies
And single-file they walk ya through a door.
An automated treadle brings a collar down
and then you won't be movin' any more

A converyer belt will run ya'
To where a bolt through your skull will stun ya'
Then they cut your feet off with hydraulic shears
And take ya to the killin' floor

(Chorus:)
Whoopee Tie Yi Yo
Get along little doggies
You're going to the killing floor.


And then they cut 'im from the sternum to his uvula
               <Backup singers> Uvula
And his heart continues pumpin
while his blood continues dumpin
til he's dead.

And then they clean 'em and inspect 'em
Stick a hot probe up their rectum:
A process that's used now and then
But not commercially widespread


Go to sleep, little doggies,
put your little worries on the shelf
Tomorrow afternoon'll be a tough one boys
Get some rest, and think'a somehtin' else.

Oh ya walked ta Kansas City
and you have this cowboy's pity
But someone had to lead you to the slaughterhouse
Cause you'd never make it by yourself.

(Chorus:)
Go to sleep
Go to sleep, little doggies
Put your mind on something else
Got to sleep
Got to sleep, little doggies.
Go to sleep...

<end of song>

<Kyle removes his hat to reveal a funky haircut and says:>

Hi. I'm k.d. lang.  Thanks for listenin'

(transcribed by greg@girkin.itg.ti.com)