Leaving Candyland Lyrics

I never really saw you first at The Second City

Your early works are really hard to find

My side in stitches watching you try to get home for your thanksgiving

Cried my eyes out when I learned your wife had died

But you soldiered on

Helping your bro when he was stuck

You had a watchful eye

With that hatchet in your trunk

You taught me how no matter what, you take care of your family

And how to offer educators rodent facial surgery

But from health perspective

You'd end up a statistic

Too much booze and cigarettes

You were so much more than that

You were Gus, the Polka king of the midwest

You were Yosh, you loved coffee and sandwiches

You were Del, your shower rings would never bend

You were Barf, you were your own best friend

You were the best damn cheating bobsled coach to almost beat the Swiss

The kind of big guy we're all gonna miss

It's no small wonder all the characters created leave impressions that always seems to last

I picture you Rick, Joe, Eugene, Dave, Catherine, Andrea and Marty

Sitting round the back room trying to get a laugh

You were Buck, snow shovel flipping flapjacks

You were Wink, with your crazy sound effects

You were Irv, a coach turning over a new leaf

You were Chet, you ate a giant piece of beef

I hear you you went pro bono to drive Kevin's mom home in a van to save Christmas

Also big in Sheboygan

You were a million faces on SCTV

The kind of big guy we all loved to see

Throughout your life you had all these great parts

Yes, you were big, but you had a bigger heart

But too much weight, and your heart couldn't stand

That's why you had to leave Candyland