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WHA’D’YA WANNA DO?                                                     BUY IT NOW!!

  

Bored, Bored, Bored                               Yecch!        

Wha’D’Ya Wanna Do?                           I Am A Pizza

I Wanna Be A Dog (Barry Louis Polisar)       No One Knows For Sure

Charlie Douglas                                        Don’t Trick Your Dad

Slap Hands                                                Be Gentle Robin  (Tedd Judd)

Sandwiches  (Bob King)                                      My Body

My Brother Threw Up On                      You Get A Little Extra

        My Stuffed Toy Bunny                           When You Watch TV

                  (Barry Louis Polisar)

 


BORED, BORED, BORED!

 

Why can't Mommy take me to the beach?

Why Can't Daddy peel me a peach?

Why Can't Grandma take me to the zoo?

I'm just a little kid and there's nothing here to do!

 

No one ever plays with me

I'm bored, bored, bored!

And my little sister Willow is bored too!

No one ever plays with me

I'm bored, bored, bored!

How come everyone but Willow

Has got something else to do!?

 

Where is George, my Bassett hound?

When I need him, he's nowhere to be found

If I had food, he'd come running like a fool

Slobbering all over me with Bassett hound drool!

 

Chorus

 

Why did Hannah have to go to camp?

Why did Tommy have to have a cramp?

Why did Eric have to have the mumps?

It's all their fault, that I have got the grumps!

 

Chorus

 

All my toys have gone to bed

All my books have all been read

All my games have all been played (sigh!)

I'm stuck with Willow, I'm afraid,

 

Chorus

 

"C'mon Willow,  Hey!  I've got an idea!  You take THIS end of the toilet paper

and walk very slowly down the hall and out the front door, and I'll stay here

and count the squares!  Okay?!  1,2,3,4,5,6,7, NOT SO FAST!! 8, - 9 – 10 - "

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, © 1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

 

 

 

WHA'D'YA WANNA DO?

 

Wha'd'ya want, wha'd'ya want,

Wha'd'ya wanna do?

Try t'think of something

And I will too!

 

Let's make a fort, with cushions from the couch!

You hide inside and act like a grouch

I'll hide outside and act like a giraffe

And crash my head into the fort to make you laugh!

 

Chorus

 

Let's bake a cake!  Invent a special treat!

Apples and chocolate, something good to eat!

Mashed potatoes, lemon yoghurt, pickles, liverwurst,

Cheerios, tomato sauce, you have to taste it first!

 

Chorus

 

Let's find the cat, then we can find some tape!

I'll close the doors so she can't escape!

Paints and scissors and some old cardboard

When Mom and Dad get home they'll find a tiny dinosaur!

Spoken:  (Meeeooww!!  Well, there goes another good idea out the window!)

 

Chorus

 

Let's take a bath!  Pretend we're on a boat!

Here comes a big storm, we'll never stay afloat!

Splash out the water, our lives are at stake,

Now we're empty, but the bathroom is a lake!

 

Chorus

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

 

 

 

I WANNA BE A DOG

  by Barry Louis Polisar

 

Oh I wanna be a dog

I wanna wag my tail

Chase cars and knock over garbage cans

Bite the lady who brings the mail!

 

Oh I wanna be a dog

I wanna drool on the floor

Get pats on the head, chase cats, get fed

Chew your shoes and bark at the door!

 

Oh I wanna be a dog

I wanna dig big holes

I wanna sniff French Poodles and Bassett Hounds

And pee on telephone poles!

 

Oh I wanna be a dog

I wanna big wet nose

I wanna run in the street, get mud on my feet

Then jump up onto your clothes!

 

Oh I wanna have dog-breath!

I wanna learn to growl

Scratch fleas and ticks, and run after sticks

I want the moon to make me hooooooooooowl!

 

Oh I wanna be a dog

I wanna sleep on the ground

Bein' human these days is gettin' too crazy

I just wanna be a hound!

 

 

Written by BarryLouis Polisar ©1979, Rainbow Morning Music

Additional lyrics by Peter Alsop

 

 

 

CHARLIE DOUGLAS

 

Charlie Douglas is a music man!

Charlie Douglas plays while ev'rybody dances!

Charlie Douglas is a music man . . .

No one else can play as well as Charlie Douglas can!

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, © 1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

 

 

 

SLAP HANDS

 

Slap hands!  (Slap hands!)  C'mon give me five!

Slap hands!  (Slap hands!)  Ev'rything's alright!

Slap hands!  (Slap hands!)  C'mon give me five!

Slap hands!  (Slap hands!)  Ev'rything's alright!

 

If there's a bear in his underwear

Who sez "I'm gonna eat you!"

Just slap his paw

Say "Hey you'all!

I'm mighty pleased t'meet you!"  (Whack!)

 

Chorus

 

If there's a shark in the dark

Don't be scared an' cry

Slap her fin and

Make her grin, . .

Maybe she's just shy!  (Whack!)

 

Chorus

 

Ant works hard all summer long

She can't stop t'sing a song

Grasshopper helps her along

By playin' on his fiddle

Then when winter snows come round

Ant continues underground

And she invites the Hopper down

So the snow won't make him brittle  (Snap!)

 

Chorus

 

When someone needs a helpin' hand

Sometimes they upset you

Just let them know you understand

You'll both be glad, I'll bet you!

 

Chorus

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

 

 

 

SANDWICHES

  by Bob King

 

Sandwiches are beautiful, sandwiches are fine

I like sandwiches, I eat them all the time

I eat them for my supper, and I eat them for my lunch

If I had a hundred sandwiches, I'd eat them all at once!

 

I'm a-roamin' and a-ramblin', and wanderin' alone

And if you care to listen I will sing a happy song!

I will not ask a favor and I will not ask a fee

But if you have yourself a sandwich, won't you give a bite to me!?

 

Chorus

 

Once I went to England, I visited the Queen

She served the smallest sandwiches that I have ever seen

I told her for a shilling I'd be willing to eat more

So she handed me the smallest one and threw me out the door!

 

Chorus

 

Once I met an old man, he had a loaf of bread

He saw that I had tuna fish, he looked at me and said

"Your tuna fish is lonely, and my slice of bread is bare,

But we could have some sandwiches if you would care to share!"  I said,

 

Chorus

 

Now a sandwich may be egg or cheese, or even peanut butter

But they all taste so good to me, it really doesn't matter

Ham or jam or cucumber, any kind will do

I like sandwiches, how 'bout you?

 

Chorus

 

If I had a hundred sandwiches, I'd eat them all at once!

 

 

Written by Bob King, ©1980, Armchair Music (CAPAC)

  additional lyrics by Peter Alsop

 

 

 

MY BROTHER THREW-UP ON MY STUFFED TOY BUNNY

  by Barry Louis Polisar

 

My brother threw-up on my stuffed toy bunny

You better not laugh ‘cause it really isn't funny

It was lying in my bed while I was sound asleep

But it could have been worse, yeah, it could have been me!

 

My bunny's name was Bill and he was pink and white

His eyes were purple and they glowed at night

His ears were ragged and his his nose was red

He was soft as my pillow from his paws to his head

And then,

 

Chorus

 

Well Dad tried to help when I started to scream

He threw my bunny in the washing machine

But my bunny Bill still smells so bad

And I lost the best friend that a kid ever had

Because,

 

Chorus

 

My bunny now sits on my shelf at home

Next to my smelly toy telephone

And the dirty old bear with the stains and the spots

Cause my little brother throws-up alot!  Yeah,

 

Chorus

 

 

Written by Barry Louis Polisar, ©1977 Rainbow Morning Music (BMI)

 

 

 

YECCH!!

 

Yecch!  (Yecch!) Yecch!  (Yecch!)

THAT is soooo disgusting!

Yecch!  (Yecch!)  Yecch!  (Yecch!)

It's half-way decomposed!

Yecch!  (Yecch!)  Yecch!  (Yecch!)

THAT is soooo disgusting!

Yecch!  (Yecch!)  Yecch!  (Yecch!)

It's really, really GROSS!

 

Touch it first, I dare you

Go on, poke it with a stick!

Look out, 'cause it might SCARE YOU!!

Eeeyeucch!  I'm going to be sick!

 

Chorus

 

You broke the mucous lining,

It's oozing greenish juice!

It smells decayed and slimy

LOOK OUT!!  I think it's loose!  IT MOVED!

OH NO!  It's glaumbing toward us!

It's sucking for your shoe!

It's a snot Tyrannosaurus!!

DON'T LET IT GET ON YOU!!!

 

Chorus

 

That putrid rot is growing!

Maybe we'd better run,

Hey c'mon!  I'm only fooling,

And we're having so much fun!

 

Chorus

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

 

 

 

I AM A PIZZA

 

I am a pizza

With extra cheese

From tomatoes

Sauce is squeezed

Garlic and mushrooms

Oregano!!

I am a pizza, ready to go!

 

I am a pizza

Pepperoni

No anchovies

Or phoney balogna

Onions and sausage

Order by phone!

I am a pizza, take me home!

 

(Bubbling in oven!)

I am a pizza

With fresh baked crust!

I am a pizza, ready to bust!

 

I am a pizza

Peppers on top

Out of the oven

Into the box

Into the car and

Upside-down!

I am a pizza, dropped on the ground!

 

I was a pizza

I was the best!

I was a pizza, now I'm a mess!

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

 

 

 

NO ONE KNOWS FOR SURE

 

There's a camel in the desert

Who could really use a drink

Her hump is all dried up

And her name's Irene, I think

 

If she doesn't get some water

Or some juice or soda soon

I don't think she'll last much longer

I don't think she'll last til noon

 

And the sun is burning brightly

And the desert sand's so hot

And Irene's so awfully thirsty

She might die right on the spot!

 

Chorus

But no one knows for sure

Something might come along

That could save the day and help her out

And fix whatever's wrong.

Cause no one knows for sure

We've still got time to hope

 

And Irene might see a giant milkshake

Over the next slope!!

(Well, she might if she keeps walking!)

Cause no one knows for sure

No one knows for sure!

 

There's a monkey named McCaffree

Who's lived a long, long time

And he's got a broken tail

That makes it pretty hard to climb,

 

So he's careful in the jungle

When he climbs where monkeys go

But he missed a vine and fell into

The river down below!

 

And the crocodiles surround him

And McCaffree, he can't swim

And he's driftin' toward the waterfall

Guess that's the last we'll see of him!

 

Chorus

And McCaffree might see Wonder Woman

And she might have her rope!

(‘Cause she usually caries one with her, doesn't she!)

And no one knows for sure

No one knows for sure!

 

There's a highway by the river

Where a little toad named Russell

Has hopped out in the middle

Now he's too scared t'move a muscle

 

He's afraid because the cars there

Sound like giant, angry ducks

And 'cause other toads who crossed that road

Got flattened out by trucks!

 

I guess Russell's in big trouble

It must be awful for that toad

If a bus comes, our friend Russ might be

A waffle in the road!

 

Chorus

And Russell might just hustle

Then he won't have to croak!

(And he might hop any minute now!)

'Cause no one knows for sure

No one knows for sure!

 

There's a kid I know named Evelyn

One of my favorite friends

And they put her in the hospital

For testing once again

 

And the Doctors and the grown ups

Well they were sad when they were through

They told her she was very sick

No one knew what to do

 

To make her feel better

So she could run and play

And Evelyn knew that she might die

But she'd look at me and say!

 

Chorus

That could save the day and help me out

And fix whatever's wrong.

Cause no one knows for sure

We've still got time to hope

And maybe Dr. Seuss and me'll invent

A Super-Dooper kind of soap!

(And I’d wash behind my ears even!)

Cause no one knows for sure

No one knows for sure

No one knows for sure!

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

 

 

 

DON'T TRICK YOUR DAD!

 

I caught a frog

I knew what to do

I put it in Dad's shoe!

When he got dressed

                 (What a surprise!)

Boy!  He jumped a mile!

                 (Opened up his eyes!)

I really laughed but he didn't smile!  So,

 

Chorus:

Don't trick your Dad

                 (Don't trick your Dad!)

If you fool him he'll get mad

                 (Don't trick)

Don't trick your Dad

Or he'll get mad!

 

I told my Pop

He could have a kiss

                 (He turned his cheek!)

I licked him like a fish!

                 (You left a streak!)

He was upset

                 (You tricked him bad!)

Told me to leave

                 (Don't trick your Dad!)

He wiped his wet face on his sleeve!  So,

 

Don't lick your Dad

                 (Don't like your Dad!)

If you fool him he'll get mad

                 (Don't lick!)

Don't lick your Dad

Or he'll get mad!

 

Ooo-ooo, don't lick your Dad, ooo!

Ooo-ooo, don't trick your Dad, ooo!

So if y'feel like foolin'

Remember this one rule, an'

Don't blow your father's cool,

Just remember he loves you!!

 

At supper time,

                 (What did you do?)

I went too far, I told my Dad

"Mommy wrecked the car!"

                 (Ooh no!!)

He choked on his food,

                 (Asparagus!)

He got all red!

                 (Oh, what a fuss!)

I said "April Fool's"  he said "Go to bed!"

 

Remember that he loves you,

                 (Even when he's mad!)

 

Chorus

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

 

 

 

BE GENTLE, ROBIN!

  by Tedd Judd

 

Robin and I went out for a walk

And what do you think we saw

We saw a pretty pussy cat

A-lickin' at her paw

And Robin went over to play with her

To pat her on the head

But first I grabbed him by the hand

And this is what I said,

 

Be gentle, Robin!

Don't SQUEEZE the pussy cat's head!

Be gentle, Robin!

Just pet her nice instead!

 

And after a while we were walkin' along

And we saw a little boy

And in his hands, as pleased as punch

He held a brand new toy

And Robin went over to say "Hello!"

To see if he was nice

But first I grabbed him by the hand

And I gave hime this advice,

 

Be gentle, Robin!

Don't PULL the little boy's hair!

Be gentle, Robin!

Remember you should share!

 

And after a while we were walkin' along

Now whadda you think of that?

We saw a great big rich lady

In a funny looking hat!

And Robin went over to say "Hello!"

Without a trace of fear

So first I grabbed him by the hand

And I whispered in his ear, I said,

 

Be gentle, Robin!

Don't LAUGH, or POINT, or SQUEAL!

Be gentle, Robin!

Just think how you would feel!

 

And after a while we were walkin' on home

And talkin' about our day

And all the things we'd seen and done

And passed along the way

And Robin, he took me by the hand

And boy! my face was red!

He gave me a good talkin' to

And this is what he said,

 

Be gentle, Daddy!

Don't TELL ME WHAT TO DO!

Be gentle, Daddy!

Then I'll grow up like you!

 

 

Written by Tedd Judd, ©1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

 

MY BODY

 

My body's nobody's body but mine!

You run your own body, let me run mine!

 

My nose was made to sniff and to sneeze

To smell what I want, and to pick when I please!

                 [or  -  To smell what I want, and to blow when I please!]

 

My lungs were made to hold air when I breathe,

I am in charge of just how much I need!

 

My legs were made to dance me around

To walk and to run and to jump up and down!

 

My mouth was made to blow-up a balloon

I can eat, kiss and spit, I can whistle a tune!

                 [or  -  I can eat, kiss and sing, I can whistle a tune!]

 

No one knows my body better than me

It tells me, "Let's eat!", it tells me "Go pee!"

 

Don't hit me or kick me, don't push or shove

Don't hug me too hard when you show me your love

 

Sometimes it's hard to say "No!" and be strong

When those"No!" feelings come, then I know something's wrong

 

'Cause My body's mine from my head to my toe

Please leave it alone when you hear me say "No!"

 

Secrets are fun when they're filled with surprise

But not when they hurt us with tricks, threats and lies

 

Our body's one body, one voice is heard

We each sing for freedom when we sing these words!

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©1983, Moose School Music (BMI)

  additional lyrics by Green Thumb Theatre

 

 

 

YOU GET A LITTLE EXTRA WHEN YOU WATCH T.V.

 

You get a little extra when you watch T.V.

Ain't that ducky!

Well you're lucky if you see that

You get a little extra when you watch T.V.!

 

You sit too close and you get a big surprise

Lots of radiation in your body and your eyes

Your eardrums hum when someone turns it up too high,

When you watch T.V.!

 

We learn lots about our bodies and our aches and pains,

Headaches, hemorrhoids, heartburn, diarrhea, denture stains

Gotta buy more drugs t'stop your stresses and your strains

When you watch T.V. !

 

Chorus

 

When someone in an advertisement tells me lies

I jump up and switch the channels, and I get some exercise

So my body's getting healthy and my mind is getting wise

When I watch T.V.!

 

Daddies only love the Mommies when the dirt's all gone

From their shirts and shiny floors, the coffee has t'be right on,

I'm so glad my Dad's not fussy, cause he'd leave my Mom,

If he watched T.V.!

 

Chorus

 

In real life it never works when people go

And hit and kick and punch and smash each other's heads and toes

But it always solves the problems on the cartoon shows

When you watch T.V.!

 

Last night on the highway when our car got stalled

We saw a bloody accident with bodies that were mauled

Though my folks got sick, it didn't bother me at all.

Cause I watch T.V.!

 

Chorus

 

If you think that I am lazy, don't you call me names

I have learned important skills from playing video games

If a spaceship should attack me I could shoot 'em down in flames,

Cause I watch T.V.!

 

And a big T.V. can really give you quite a rest

If you get one near your bed, you've got no reason to get dressed

You never have to talk to anyone, your life is a success

When you watch T.V.!

 

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©1983, Moose School Music (BMI)