Well, then...
Johnny Fiama: So, are we just gonna stand here or are we gonna get back to the show?
Well, alright then!
Janice: Hey, why not we go on! We've got a great classic song we wanna sing!
Why not! Hit it Electric Mayhem!
Floyd Pepper: A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.
Dr. Teeth: But February made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.
Janice: I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.
Dr. Teeth: So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Clifford: Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Zoot: Well, I know that you’re in love with him
Floyd Pepper: 'Cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
Janice: I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.
Dr. Teeth: I started singin’,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Floyd Pepper: Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Dr. Teeth: Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Clifford: Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
Janice: And while Lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.
Everyone: We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
*music gets slower*
Floyd Pepper: I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.
Dr. Teeth: And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.
And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
*Floyd joins in*
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
*Janice, Clifford, and Zoot join in*
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."
"this’ll be the day that I die."
*more Muppets enter the stage and sing the song*
And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."
"this’ll be the day that I die!"