Eye of sheep, brain of goat,
bit of fluff from an old coat,
Hoof of horse, scoop of vomit,
Bit of rock from an asteroid/comet,
Hint of oil, drop of beer,
Some wax from an old man's ear,
Ear of dog, nose of mice,
Tongue of cow, handful of lice,
Small intestine of a potbelly pig,
Tattered remains of an archeological dig,
Wing of bird, claw of cat,
Something that smells like
a wet hat,
Peas and carrots in green jelly
Was probably the inside of something's belly,
Arm of toad and leg of frog;
the ingredients of a hotdog.
In this house are lots of rice
In this house are lots of mice
In this house are lots of cats
In this house are lots of bats
In this house are lots of books
In this house are lots of cooks
In this house are lots of pens
In this house are lots of hens
In this house are lots of dogs
In this house are lots of frogs
In this house are lots of fishes
In this house are lots of dishes
In this house are lots of knights
In this house are lots of fights
In this house are lots of feet
In this house are lots of wheat
In this house are lots of rope
In this house are lots of hope
In this house are lots of cars
In this house are lots of jars
There is also a boat, 3 miles wide,
Is it in this house? No it's outside.
Electrocution may seem fun
But only once may this be done
One of the few words that don't rhyme is orange
the floor
is a bore
so I won't talk about it anymore
Greenfly are dancing on my grave
They are having such a rave
In the middle of the night
Whenst out looking for a bite
they came upon a vampire bat
who was wearing a snazzy hat
it said "look at them greenfly
don't they know the world is nigh?"
they answered with a slight snigger
as the zombie pulled the trigger
the greenfly they fell dead as stone
then the vampire left alone
the zombie blew the smoke away
"don't care what no greenfly has to say"
So never dance on the dead
or they'll put a bullet in your head.
This street is a dead end street
- guess I'll have to turn back then
Greenfly are dancing on my head
they only want to be fed
so i give them a helping of jam
made with the purest e-mail spam
but i forgot to give them a spoon
so they went to annoy the inhabitants of button moon
The air you breathe goes in and out
We know it's there it's all about
It's as healthy as it could be
And the best thing is that it's free.
Green, green, green
Do not eat your spleen
Do not eat ants with honey
Or you'll find that they're decidedly runny
Green, green, green
Eating cats is mean
Eating mice with lots of lice
Eating jam with lots of spam
Eating chairs with lots of hairs
Eating, eating, eating, eating
Now gone green, green, green
BLEUGH!
Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue,
blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue,
blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue,
blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue,
Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue,
blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue,
blue, blue, blue, red, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue.
