My Goody Two-Shoes Brother - Dr. Doofenshmirtz

I bear lots of animosity to bell hops

They never bring my luggage up on time

And taxi drivers really tax my patience

If they vanished, would it really be a crime?

I don’t like meter maids or underwater welders

Health fanatic cooks, or camera crews!

Not fond of monks or yoga teachers, or sports fans in the bleachers

And I’m not sure how I’m feeling about you!

There are lots of horrid people on this planet

That I would love to give a lashing to

But my goody two-shoes brother

The favorite of my mother

Is the one I want to smother

In a ton of pigeon goo!

Yes, my goody-two shoes brother

The favorite of my mother

He’s the one I want to smother

Thank you sir, I’ll have another!

He’s the one I want to smother

In a ton of pigeon goo!

You see, you see how I held that last note, good, huh?