| If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, yeah | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, yeah | 
| I'm flappin' down from my nest | 
| Wing it to the park when I wanna rest | 
| You gotta feed good to pass my test | 
| Coo-oo. Some bread crumbs would be best | 
| Yeah, I'm a city bird | 
| I've a seen it done | 
| Your bag got something, ain't that a bun? | 
| If bread you got, and you share it too | 
| You'll hear this birdie coo | 
| You can chase me with a puppy | 
| And I'll fly fly fly, fly fly fly, I'll fly fly | 
| So go ditch your yippie doggie or I'll fly fly fly, fly fly fly | 
| I know you're kind | 
| 'Cause crumbs ya threw'n | 
| Tell me with a deli bun | 
| I'm makin' room | 
| This bird is poopin' | 
| Flappin' round in circles with the flock | 
| I peck your face, poop on your sweater | 
| That's thank you in pigeon talk | 
| I know you're kind | 
| 'Cause crumbs ya threw'n | 
| Mister, don't ya know I'm won | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, Mister | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, Mister | 
| Hey Mister, don’t you wear raingear | 
| 'Cause it's too late, too late, mister, now | 
| I get excited when your near | 
| You got bread crumbs, bread crumbs, wow, oh | 
| You can chase me with a puppy | 
| And I'll fly fly fly, fly fly fly, I'll fly fly | 
| So go ditch your yippie doggie or I'll fly fly fly, fly fly fly | 
| I know you're kind | 
| 'Cause crumbs ya threw'n | 
| Tell me with a deli bun | 
| I'm makin' room, this bird is poopin' | 
| Flappin' round in circles with the flock | 
| I peck your face, poop on your sweater | 
| That's thank you in pigeon talk | 
| I know you're kind | 
| 'Cause crumbs ya threw'n | 
| Mister, don't ya know I'm won | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, yeah | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, If crumbs ya threw'n | 
| If crumbs ya threw'n, then you're kind, kind, kind, yeah | 
| I know you're kind | 
| 'Cause crumbs ya threw'n | 
| Tell me with a deli bun | 
| I'm makin' room, this bird is poopin' | 
| Flappin' round in circles with the flock | 
| I peck your face, poop on your sweater | 
| That's thank you in pigeon talk | 
| I know you're kind | 
| 'Cause crumbs ya threw'n | 
| Mister, don't ya know I'm won | 
Thursday, February 25, 2016
The Pigeon Appreciation Song
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Twilight Pickle
| Somewhere in a quiet kitchen | 
| There's a guy starting to realize | 
| That his midnight snack has got it's grip on him | 
| It's two A.M. | 
| It's two A.M. (It's two A.M.) | 
| The hunger's on (Hunger's on) | 
| And that refrigerator's open (Refrigerator) | 
| The gumbo's all gone (The gumbo's all gone) | 
| I weigh my selection; it's time to make a sandwich | 
| I got butter on my fingers | 
| Bread crumbs over there | 
| Slices of the roast beef | 
| And pepper in the air | 
| Yearning a ghirkin | 
| When my whole night spins into a frenzy | 
| Help, I'm gripping onto a kaiser roll | 
| Pickles almost out, seems I'm needing more | 
| My buttery hands blunder and "ooh", I snarl | 
| How am I to open that cold pickle jar | 
| Soon you will have no more | 
| When the pickles hit the floor | 
| Soon you will have no more | 
| When the pickles hit the floor | 
| They're falling down in slow-mo | 
| Destination the floor | 
| These are not condiments | 
| Anymore | 
| Can't get no connection | 
| Can't grip too | 
| What to do? | 
| Well the night weighs heavy on his hungry mind | 
| This jar's full of picklebrine | 
| When the pickles fall | 
| He knows darn well he has to clean it | 
| And he says, help, I'm gripping onto a kaiser roll | 
| Pickles almost out, seems I'm needing more | 
| My buttery hands blunder and "ooh", I snarl | 
| How am I to open that cold pickle jar? | 
| Soon you will have no more | 
| When the pickles hit the floor | 
| Soon you will have no more | 
| When the pickles hit the floor | 
| When the pickles hit the floor | 
Monday, February 8, 2016
Giddy Up, Good Knight
| Give me a second Knight | 
| I need to fix your armor plate | 
| This buckles twisted backwards | 
| And there's fighting at the castle gate | 
| It's up to me to get you ready | 
| Just before the war | 
| Thy steed's been acting hyped and restless and | 
| Angry about before and… | 
| I know I screwed up at this months ago | 
| I know you'd like to make the fight | 
| But between the flops and fuddled things | 
| My oversaid apologies | 
| You know, I'm trying hard to make it right | 
| So if by the time the war's over | 
| When you feel like falling down | 
| I'll carry your load | 
| Sir Knight | 
| We are strong | 
| So just trust your faithful squire | 
| I'll raise you up higher | 
| Than your horse | 
| Sir Knight | 
| Please hold on | 
| If you were just a little lighter | 
| I'd lift you up higher | 
| Than your horse | 
| Now I know that I'm not | 
| Strong as I thought | 
| I guess that I | 
| I just thought | 
| Maybe we could find new ways to get you up | 
| But the Huns are back | 
| So let's raise you up | 
| 'Cause we need someone to carry the war | 
| Sir Knight | 
| We are strong | 
| So lets get the winching wire | 
| To raise you up higher | 
| Than your horse | 
| Sir Knight | 
| Please hold on | 
| I'll adjust the winching wire | 
| To lift you up higher | 
| Than your horse | 
| Get on your horse, Good Knight (na na...) | 
| Just get on your horse, Good Knight (na na...) | 
| Get on your horse, Good Knight (na na...) | 
| Just get on your horse, Good Knight (na na...) | 
| Now you are on your side (na na...) | 
| You have been spinning and spun (na na...) | 
| So will someone come and carry the war tonight (na na...) | 
| The saviors never arrived (na na...) | 
| But I can hear those drums (na na…) | 
| So let's get this done and carry the war (na na...) | 
| Sir Knight | 
| Please hold on | 
| I'll adjust the winching wire | 
| To lift you up higher | 
| Than your horse | 
| Sir Knight | 
| Please hold on | 
| So I'll set the winching wire | 
| And raise you up higher | 
| Than your horse | 
| So, if by the time | 
| The war's over | 
| When you feel like falling down | 
| I'll carry your load | 
| Sir Knight | 
Sunday, February 7, 2016
The Pumice Shoe
| Before I begin, hear one small disclaimer | 
| For plantar warts, seek podiatrists care | 
| But when feet are sore, and cracking's a danger | 
| Don't limp anymore, you have something to wear | 
| So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| It's a new invention all you limpy people need | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| Your foot pain will soon be gone, and then you will believe | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| The pumice shoe, the pumice shoe for foot care | 
| When callus cracks, and your heels are tender | 
| Let's just face the facts, it can be hard to bear | 
| And if you use it as it's intended | 
| Your feet will be smooth as a babe's derriere | 
| So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| It's a new invention all you limpy people need | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| Your foot pain will soon be gone, and then you will believe | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| The pumice shoe, the pumice shoe… | 
| So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| It's a new invention all you limpy people need | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| Your foot pain will soon be gone, and then you will believe | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| The pumice shoe, the pumice shoe… | 
| I'm gonna sell ya, your feet will sell ya | 
| Smooth feet will sell ya, I'm gonna sell ya | 
| So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| It's a new invention all you limpy people need | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| Your foot pain will soon be gone, and then you will believe | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| The pumice shoe, the pumice shoe… | 
| So listen, here's an idea that will bring your feet relief | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| It's a new invention all you limpy people need | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| You can have volcanic footwear sent to you C.O.D. | 
| The pumice shoe | 
| The pumice shoe, … | 
| The pumice shoe | 
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Super Stinky Man
| Driving to the middle of nowhere | 
| Windows rolled down for the wind | 
| Coughing when I'm cruising the motorway | 
| When I'm out of breath (Out of breath) | 
| Because it's back there you farted | 
| Stunk the air up again | 
| Drive and I pray, try to blow it away | 
| And then you do it again (Do it again. Do it again) | 
| Now we found your super power | 
| There the air we're breathing again | 
| Super villians seek surrender | 
| Get up, go out, do it again | 
| And then it's back there you farted | 
| Saved the whole town again (Stunk the air up again) | 
| Back there you farted | 
| Go on, do it again (Do it again) | 
| And you think the world is going to get better | 
| Pass some gas and do it again | 
| Give 'em a fart and knock 'em over | 
| Today you will, but where will it end | 
| Because it's back there you farted | 
| Stunk the air up again | 
| Driving all day, try to air it away | 
| Then you do it again (Do it again. Do it again. Do it again) | 
| In days gone by you thought you were an average guy | 
| Average friends and a dull set of clothes | 
| You had no suspicions events would affect those | 
| Your dull house, your dull car, your dull job, your dull nose | 
| But you ate some broccoli and it's saving the day | 
| Because the way that it fermented keeps making villians say | 
| Give up. I give up (Give up. I give up) | 
| Back there you farted, saved the whole town again | 
| Back there you farted, go on and do it again (Do it again. Do it again) | 
| Back there you farted, saved the whole town again | 
| Day after day they give up and I say | 
| Do it again. Do it again. Do it again. | 
| Day after day they give up and I say | 
| Go on and do it again (Do it again. Do it again. Do it again.) | 
Friday, February 5, 2016
Hobbit Love Song
| Second breakfast time | 
| In a hobbit hole home gotta stop and dine | 
| So relax your feet, eat up and unwind | 
| Have some herbal tea, and a yummy bun, it's an elven one | 
| In this hobbit home, time to eat, you and I, we two alone | 
| An edible, hobbit full, bellyful | 
| To break my fast again | 
| And I just want to know, Bilbo | 
| Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet | 
| Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet | 
| Stay with me, and let no wizard take you away from me | 
| Say goodbye to those dwarves and their questing pleas | 
| You need food to eat, wouldn't you | 
| Don't you feel like having elf food | 
| It's so yummy | 
| It's known elvenkind bake with mastery | 
| These are flavorful, honeyful, wonderful | 
| These are… And I just want to know, Bilbo | 
| Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet | 
| Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet | 
| My own foot hairs | 
| Groomed and done up, with dwarven braid cords and love | 
| The way to your heart, that cute belly ball | 
| A meal that goes on and on | 
| Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| And I'll braid your hairy feet-feet-feet-feet-feet | 
| Are you hungry? Have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| I, I love you like an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| Honey Hobbit, have an elf cake, Bilbo | 
| Hobbit love song | 
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Grasses Get Mowed
| Well, I knew a little lady, and she was in a jam | 
| So I did all her yardwork, and put out her garbage cans | 
| Whoa, I made some bread to blow | 
| Well she told Mister Kramer who's been spreading my name | 
| 'Cause I trimmed his roses and they're really a pain | 
| Hey, hey, and then I met the Vandelay's | 
| One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me | 
| Cause I'm the best gardner that will gardner yards for cheap | 
| One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me | 
| The green things always grow, and I always pull the weeds | 
| Grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be | 
| Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard | 
| It grows you know | 
| Grasses get mowed | 
| Got an extra fiver pruning two whole trees | 
| Mister Ping told the Putty's and they tipped Babu to me | 
| My, my, how those grasses grow high | 
| I get five, I'm the guy for the mow | 
| Doing yardwork, weeding, and trim the hedges low | 
| You know, that's how this gardner rolls | 
| One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me | 
| Cause I'm the best gardner that will gardner yards for cheap | 
| One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me | 
| The green things always grow, and I always rake the leaves | 
| Grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be | 
| Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard | 
| It grows you know | 
| Those grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be | 
| Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard | 
| It grows you know | 
| Grasses get mowed | 
| One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me | 
| If they're short of money, do the job for a grilled cheese | 
| One, two, three, they refer neighbors to me | 
| The green things always grow, and I always pull the weeds | 
| Those grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be | 
| Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard | 
| It grows you know | 
| Grasses over grow-ow-own, their lawns be | 
| Get it mow-ow-owed, they want me, to rake the ya-ar-ard | 
| It grows you know | 
| Grasses get mowed | 
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