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Let me introduce you to a cactus named High-Five You won't find a kinder, gentler, nicer succulent aliveThe only problem was he loved to give high-fivesAnd the needles on his hands were sharp as Oriental knivesAll the animals would laugh as they walked byAnd they'd make fun of him and kick up rocks and dust into his eyesAnd even though the cowboy never joined inHe's just standin' there watchin' with some whiskey and a grinAfter years of torment, poor High-Five gave upHe just stood there on the ranch collecting water in his gutAnd then a dry spell hit the ranch for 7 yearsAnd I bet you couldn't guess who came up sobbing and in tears...Dear High-Five, we're sorryAnd our well is dryDear High-Five, we're thirstyTo which High-Five replied....Don't you cryI'll let you take and eat my armIf you can promise not to do me harmI don't want my friends to starveSo go to the toolshed and bring the sawBring the whiskey and a rag that you wantYou look parched so let's get this doneAnd so they praised High-Five, his sacrificeSongtexteWould save all of their lives...(Kazoo solo)And so they hacked up every inch of his left armAnd the animals and cowboy, they drank with disregardAnd no sooner after all their tongues were wetAll the animals and cowboy started teasing him againAt this High-Five let out a bellow of a laughHe said 'My friends, I'd hoped you'd all be less predictable than thatCuz I made a pact with all the buzzards and the ratsIf they'd feed me all the poison they could find in that there shackThere'd be plenty of twitching carcasses aroundFor I have poisoned all my juices to destroy this little townSay your prayers as your eyesight fades awayAnd prepare to be the main course of a scavenger's buffet... Aus Songtexte Mania