McCarthy was dead and McGinnis didn’t know it… did you know there are several more verses? I was surprised to see that nobody had made a video for this forgotten classic Benny Bell (“Shaving Cream”) song, so I thought I’d take care of that, just in time for St. Patrick’s Day 2015.
McCarthy is dead, McGinnis don’t know it
McGinnis is dead, McCarthy don’t know it
They both lay dead on the very same bed
But neither one knows that the other is dead.
Before he died, this fellow McCarthy
One Saturday night got drunk at a party
He took a swing at Officer King
The next day he carried his head in a sling.
McCarthy was always good to his wife
He had to be so, or I pity his life
Although she was only half his size
She’d jump on a table and scratch out his eyes.
On Saint Patrick’s Day he was there
A shine on his shoes and oil on his hair
He wore a green jacket and really looked swell
With a genuine shamrock in his lapel.
One day he was taking his wife to a dance
A dog took a chance and snapped at his pants
McCarthy got angry and started to sneer
Then lifted the mongrel and bit off its ear.
He drank like a fish, he ate like a savage
His favourite dish was corned beef and cabbage
He fought like a tiger, he hit like a mule
And boy could he knock off a good game of pool.
McCarthy and Mister McGinnis next door
Could never agree, they were always at war
Said he to McGinnis, “The day when you die
I’ll buy everybody a strawberry pie.”
Said Mister McGinnis to Mister McCarthy
“You may be tough, and healthy and hearty
But if you don’t shut up and behave
You’ll soon be asleep in a seven foot grave.”
One stormy night, they met in the hall
To settle their argument once and for all
Now one used a shovel and one used a rock
And both were in heaven at seven o’clock.
So McCarthy is dead but McGinnis don’t know it
McGinnis is dead and McCarthy don’t know it
They both lay dead on the very same bed
But neither one knows that the other is dead.
