Aquarius, the Wet Nose Rain Deer.
Aquarius, the wet nose rain deer
Had a swollen runny nose
And if you ever saw it
You would think it was a tap
All of the other rain deer
Used to run away in disgust
They wouldn't let Aquarius
Join in any rain rain dance
Then one hot and humid night
A shaman came to say
"Aquarius with your nose so wet
Won't you help me make it rain?"
Then all the rain deer muttered
As they glared at him with hate
Aquarius, the wet nose rain deer
You'll go down in my story.
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My Grandfather’s Road
(Sung to “My Grandfather’s Clock”)
My grandfather’s road was too wide for myself,
So I let motorists use it too.
It was wide enough for ten cars side by side
But only two cars with me
Then I ate lunch, tea and dinner too,
And now no more cars can drive through.
Walking on a busy road is frightfully fun,
Walking on a busy road is frightfully fun,
When I stop short, to tie up my shoes,
All the cars behind me stopped too.
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Cursing the Rain
(Sung to “Stoodla Poompa”)
Walking along and looking at the rain,
All things be fine if only I were dry.
Walking along and looking at the rain,
All things be fine if only I were dry.
Chorus:
Muttering Curses (X6)
Muttering Curses at the Rain.
My ‘brollie works, and so my head is dry
But cursed wind, made everything else wet.
My ‘brollie works, and so my head is dry
But cursed wind, made everything else wet.
[Repeat chorus.]
Cursing the wind with every step I take,
Cause now I have a bowl of water on a stick.
Cursing the rain with every step I take,
Cause now I have a bowl of water on a stick.
[Repeat chorus.]
I like these shoes for comfort that they give.
But cursed shoes, they soak up lots of rain.
I like these shoes for comfort that they give.
But cursed shoes, they soak up lots of rain.
[Repeat chorus.]
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Skip to the Loo
(Sung to "Skip to the Lou")
My bladder’s full, what shall I do?
My bladder’s full, what shall I do?
My bladder’s full, what shall I do?
skip to the loo, my darling.
Chorus:
Loo, Loo, skip to the loo.
Loo, Loo, skip to the loo.
skip to the loo, my darling.
My tummy aches, what shall I do?
My tummy aches, what shall I do?
My tummy aches, what shall I do?
Skip to the loo, my darling.
[Repeat chorus.]
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