Somewhere out in space live The Herculoids! Zok, the laser-ray dragon! Igoo, the giant rock ape! Tundro, the tremendous! Gloop and Gleep, the formless, fearless wonders! With Zandor, their leader, and his wife, Tara, and son, Dorno, they team up to protect their planet from sinister invaders! All-strong! All-brave! All-heroes! They’re The Herculoids!
There’s a holdout in the Bronx, Brooklyn’s broken out in fights. There’s a traffic jam in Harlem that’s backed up to Jackson Heights. There’s a Scout troop short a child, Khrushchev’s due at Idelwyld… Car 54, where are you?
It doesn’t matter what comes, fresh goes better in life, with Mentos fresh and full of Life! Nothing gets to you, stayin’ fresh, stayin’ cool, with Mentos fresh and full of life! Fresh goes better! Mentos freshness! Fresh goes better with Mentos, fresh and full of life! Mentos! The Freshmaker!
My name is Rhoda Morgenstern. I was born in the Bronx, New York in December of 1941. I’ve always felt responsible for World War II. The first thing I remember liking that liked me back was food. I had a bad puberty; it lasted seventeen years. I’m a high school graduate. I went to art school. My entrance exam was on a book of matches.
I decided to move out of the house when I was twenty-four. My mother still refers to this as the time I ran away from home. Eventually, I ran to Minneapolis, where it’s cold and I figured I’d keep better. Now I’m back in Manhattan. New York, this is your last chance!
Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider can. Spins a web, any size, catches thieves just like flies, look out! Here comes the Spiderman. Is he strong? Listen bud, he’s got radioactive blood. Can he swing from a thread? Take a look overhead.
Hey there, there goes the Spiderman. In the chill of night at the scene of a crime, like a streak of light he arrives just in time! Spiderman, Spiderman, friendly neighborhood Spiderman. Wealth and fame, He’s ignored. Action is his reward. To him, life is a great big bang up. Whenever there’s a hang up, you’ll find the Spiderman!
We’ve got a gorilla for sale. Magilla Gorilla for sale. Won’t you buy him, take him home and try him, gorilla for sale. Don’t you want a little gorilla you can call your own, a gorilla who’ll be with ya when you’re all alone? How much is that gorilla in the window? Take our advice, at any price, a gorilla like Magilla is mighty nice. Gorilla, Magilla Gorilla for sale.
Green Acres is the place to be. Farm livin’ is the life for me. Land spreadin’ out so far and wide. Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside. New York is where I’d rather stay. I get allergic smelling hay. I just adore a penthouse view. Darling I love you but give me Park Avenue. The chores! The stores! Fresh air! Times Square! You are my wife. Good bye, city life. Green Acres we are there!
Space, the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before!
Mister Trouble never hangs around when he hears this Mighty sound: “Here I come to save the day!” That means that Mighty Mouse is on his way. Yes sir, when there is a wrong to right Mighty Mouse will join the fight. On the sea or on the land, he gets the situation well in hand!
Overture, curtains, lights. This is it, the night of nights. No more rehearsing and nursing a part, we know every part by heart! Overture, curtains, lights. This is it, you’ll hit the heights. And oh, what heights we’ll hit. On with the show this is it. Tonight what heights we’ll hit, on with the show this is it!
