Have a beer, you won, Conando

We remember long ago your S.N.L. sketch-writing wit

In the T.V. lights, Conando

You were blazing white with Irish skin and hair as red as flame

Can you hear the distant cheers
And sounds of your adoring fans whose love's your fame?



You were on your way, Conando

Every hour you would win another Nielsen family

Oh you had it made, Conando

You were younger than those two gray-headed old late-nighter guys

And I'm not ashamed to say
That Andy Richter's leaving almost made me cry.....



You were something on the air at night
Your star was bright, Conando

You were cracking jokes upon T.V.
For gliberty, Conando

Though your time has come and gone right now
We can't forget

How you'd make us laugh hysterically
Until we'd pee, Conando



You were sent away, Conando

And the wacky wonks at N.B.C. don't know what they have done

Oh your crew loves you, Conando

When you stood your ground demanding millions for your loyal staff

And it's so apparent now
That N.B.C. has lost and you've won the last laugh!



You'll be back upon the air sometime
Your star will shine, Conando

You'll be cracking jokes upon T.V.
So glib and free, Conando

Though your time on N.B.C. is gone
You're not done yet

Max and Andy will return with you,
And all your crew, Conando



You'll be back upon the air sometime
Your star will shine, Conando

You'll be cracking jokes upon T.V.
For gliberty, Conando

Though your time has come and gone right now
You're not done yet

Max and Andy will return with you,
And all your crew, Conando

Yes, now the wacky wonks at N.B.C.,
Have paid your fee, Conando