To the lonely summer lovers when the leaves begin to fall

I just discovered these on YouTube and was completely blown out the window and had to be later retrieved wandering the streets of Bemidji, that's how blown away I was. I had no idea I had even forgotten ever watching it! Holy crap. It's like a Faerie Tale Theatre acid trip. I did remember a few bits and pieces of it, but not in the "oh it must have been that rock'n rhyme movie" sense, more of a "why do I have this image of ZZ Top in a tub in outer space stuck in my head this is kinda weird" sort of thing. And any time I thought of Little Richard (which was pretty infrequent, I mean it's not like I usually have much reason to think of Little Richard. So like once every few years or so when Little Richard crossed my mind is more what I mean), I would always picture him with pink hair and confuse him slightly around the edges with Nat King Cole. Now I realize this is because Little Richard played Old King Cole in the movie and my brain just gets a little soupy with time so the two kind of leaked into each other a bit.

Well, ok, it's not the meaning of life, the universe, and everything, but the answers to life's ponderous questions have to start somewhere.