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Like Mice (knuth)
Some pets are lots of trouble, they make life so hard.
Cleaning out the litterbox or shoveling the yard
I said it once, I’ll say it twice... I... like... mice.
Some pets might knock you over, playing with a ball.
Some pets live underwater and they can’t play at all.
So if you ask... for my advice... I... like... mice.
They don’t take up all your spaces.
They’ve got such friendly little faces,
And though they give some folks the creeps,
I like mice for keeps.
Some pets fit in your hand, they’re soft and warm and small.
Some pets, they barely take up any space at all.
They’re kinda cute... they’re kinda nice... I... like... mice.
There's A Train (knuth)
There’s a train... runnin’ through my head,
'Cause my brain... is better than a movie,
And it’s rollin’ down the track...
And the smoke comes from the stack...
And the people ride in back...
...Of the train... I saw once in a book,
And my brain... turned it into a movie,
And it’s comin' round the bend,
And I can’t quite see the end,
And there’s room for you my friend.
All aboard...
You can ride with me, up in the engine.
All aboard...
Where should we go today,
All aboard...
Hauling lumber, coal and chickens,
All aboard...
Nothing gets in the way...
...Of the train... running through my heart,
over plains, mountain-sides and cities...
and it’s big and loud and strong,
and it’s fifty box-cars long,
and it plays my favorite song.
Its my train...
Rainbow (knuth)
Red, is what I wore to bed,
Orange is in my breakfast cup,
Yellow, is my Daddy’s car and
Green, the tree that I climbed up.
Blue, is the summer sky,
Indigo, my tough new pants
Violet, are the flowers that I picked for Mom,
So we can do our rainbow dance.
Red, orange, yellow and green,
Blue, indigo and violet.
In every rainbow that you’ve ever seen,
Shining beautiful and silent.
It’s A Beautiful Day (knuth)
Hey, it’s a beautiful day,
to clap your hands, to clap your hands
OK, it’s a beautiful day
To clap your hands, to clap your hands.
It might be sunny, rainy, snowy, cold or hot,
But clap your hands with everything you’ve got .
Stomp your feet!...
Wave Hello!...
...Shake your hips, just like this,
do the swim, jump right in,
Hop like a frog, Flap your wings,
And keep on dancin...
...and all fall down.
Anna-Lee (knuth, based on particularly amazing version of the traditional song “Stack-o-Lee”)
Mommy and Daddy, how can it be,
You can punish everybody but cruel Anna-Lee?
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
Sittin’ in the sandbox, here comes Anna-Lee,
Takin’ all my favorite trucks, and kickin’ sand at me,
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
Cut it out now Anna-Lee, you know I got here first,
Now we’re rollin’ in the sand and things are gettin’ worse,
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
How can this be my fault, it all seems so unfair,
But just as Mommy turns around, I’m pullin’ Anna’s hair,
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
Now I’m in my bedroom, punishments been made,
Anna’s sittin’ on the porch, just sippin’ lemonade,
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
Lizard On My Leg (knuth)
There’s a lizard on my leg and he’s my friend,
He hatched out of an egg and he’s my friend,
So I took his lizard hand and then I let him join the band,
The lizard on my leg he is my friend
There’s a hampster in my hair and he’s my friend,
I don’t know what he’s doing there and he’s my friend,
So I took his hamster hand and then I let him join the band,
The hamster in my hair he is my friend.
There’s a snake inside my sock and he’s my friend,
I found him underneath a rock and he’s my friend,
So I took his snakey hand and then I let him join the band,
The snake inside my sock he is my friend
There’s an owl on my arm and he’s my friend,
He wouldn’t do me any harm and he’s my friend,
So I took his owly hand and then I let him join the band,
The owl on my arm he is my friend...
Now I’ve got a rockin’ band with all my friends,
It wasn’t really planned but they’re my friends,
And the people come around just to hear our special sound,
And that’s the way our little story ends.
Little Robot (knuth)
I’ve got a little robot,
I made him out of cans,
He hardly ever follows my commands
But still I really like him,
And lately we’ve been making lot’s of plans.
He’s not too good at walking
His legs aren’t very strong.
And he just sits there when I sing this song.
But maybe if i push his buttons right,
He can learn to sing along.
I guess there must be places,
With special robot schools,
And stores for buying robot building tools.
And someday I could go there, and build a better robot,
But I’m not in a hurry, there’s still a lot to do here,
It’s really just beginning, my robot’s getting better,
So right now where I am is pretty cool.
Dancin’ In The Barn (trad. melody with new lyrics by knuth)
Cluck, Oink, Moo, Baa, Neigh go the animals...
Telephone (knuth) (for my mom)
I was eatin’ my breakfast when the telephone rang,
I put my waffle down.
“Now who could it be, botherin me?”
I wondered with a frown.
I picked it up, to say hello but I never said a word.
A voice on the phone said “Tweet, tweet, tweet”,
It must have been a bird.
“Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweetily, tweet”,
Was all that he could say,
“Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweetily, tweet”,
I wish he’d go away.
I was eatin’ my lunch when the telephone rang,
I put my potato chips down.
“Now who could it be, botherin me?”
I wondered with a frown.
I picked it up, to say hello and i nearly dropped my hat.
A voice on the phone said “Meow, meow, meow”,
It must have been a cat.
“Meow, meow, meow, meow, meowity, meow”,
Was all that he could say,
“Meow, meow, meow, meow, meowity, meow”, I wish he’d go away.
I was eatin’ my dinner when the telephone rang,
I put my spaghetti down.
“Now who could it be, botherin me?”
I wondered with a frown.
I picked it up, to say hello and I nearly started cryin’
A voice on the phone said “Roar, roar, roar”,
It must have been a lion.
“Roar, roar, roar, roar, roarity, roar”,
Was all that he could say,
“Roar, roar, roar, roar, roarity, roar”,
I wish he’d go away.
I was brushin’ my teeth when the telephone rang,
I put my toothpaste down.
“Now who could it be, botherin me?”
I wondered with a frown.
I picked it up, to say hello, I was feelin’ kinda glum,
A voice on the phone said “Hello Dear”,
And I sad “Hello Mom!”
That’s How (knuth)
What’s inside of everybody’s body?
What’s the reason that we don’ fall down?
Underneath your hair and skin,
You’re a dancing skeleton.
And that’s how you move around.
Yeah, that’s how you move around.
You’ve got toes that wiggle in the water,
You’ve got ankles just above the ground,
Knees that bend inside your pants,
Hips that swivel when you dance,
And that’s how you move around,
Yeah, that’s how you move around.
You’ve got shoulders shrugging off your sweater,
You’ve got elbows flapping up and down,
You’ve got wrists to help you clap,
You’ve got fingers make ‘em snap,
And that’s how you move around,
Yeah, that’s how you move around.
Running from your head down to your tailbone,
The spine connects it all up I have found,
There’s just one other bony thing,
The jaw that lets you eat and sing.
And that’s how you move around,
Yeah, that’s how you move around.
Curious Planet (knuth)
Curious planet, with oceans that span it,
It’s wild and wide and mysterious.
Curious planet, just water and granite,
But something is starting to worry us.
Why don’t you stick around,
We’re taking samples from the ground,
To analyze back in the lab,
So maybe we can understand this...
Curious planet, the monkeys who man it,
Are crabby and flabby and furious.
Curious planet, it flames and they fan it,
I don’t understand what the hurry was.
We’ve got some cameras there,
They’re taking pictures from the air,
And beaming back, the things they find,
So maybe we can leave behind this...
Curious planet, I don’t understand it,
It used to be green and luxurious.
Curious planet, the reptiles who ran it,
They turned it and burned it like all the rest.
...just like all the rest.
Froggies (knuth)
Sleeping, sleeping,
The frogs all snore away.
With sleepy grins and slippery skins,
They snooze away the day.
But when the sun sinks out of sight,
And the moon is on the rise,
The frogs all stretch and open up their eyes.
And they go RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
They dance and sing all night.
The frogs all have a party, And everyones invited,
They go RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
They hop and splash and leap,
But when the sun comes up again,
They know they should be...
Sleeping, sleeping,
The frogs are counting sheep.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
The mud is cool and deep.
But when the day turns into night,
and the stars are shimmering,
The frogs climb on their lilypads and sing.
And they say...RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
The only song they know.
The little guys sing way up high,
The big guys sing down low.
And they say RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
They jump and flip and creep.
Till morning come around again,
And all good frogs are...
Sleeping, sleeping,
It’s sunny warm and bright.
The birds and fish are wide awake,
But frogs were up all night.
So they curl up in the shade,
And they dream their froggy dreams,
And they wait until the moonlight softly beams.
And they go RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
It’s what they like the best.
They blink their eyes and catch their flies,
And puff their little chests.
And they go RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
Cause that’s what froggies do,
And if you were a froggy,
Then you could do it too.
These songs are ©2009 by tim knuth except for the last one - that's by Harry Nilsson. all rights reserved. thanks.
Think About Your Troubles (words and music by Harry Nilsson,© 1969 Golden Syrup Music (BMI) administered by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. Used by permission)
Some pets are lots of trouble, they make life so hard.
Cleaning out the litterbox or shoveling the yard
I said it once, I’ll say it twice... I... like... mice.
Some pets might knock you over, playing with a ball.
Some pets live underwater and they can’t play at all.
So if you ask... for my advice... I... like... mice.
They don’t take up all your spaces.
They’ve got such friendly little faces,
And though they give some folks the creeps,
I like mice for keeps.
Some pets fit in your hand, they’re soft and warm and small.
Some pets, they barely take up any space at all.
They’re kinda cute... they’re kinda nice... I... like... mice.
There's A Train (knuth)
There’s a train... runnin’ through my head,
'Cause my brain... is better than a movie,
And it’s rollin’ down the track...
And the smoke comes from the stack...
And the people ride in back...
...Of the train... I saw once in a book,
And my brain... turned it into a movie,
And it’s comin' round the bend,
And I can’t quite see the end,
And there’s room for you my friend.
All aboard...
You can ride with me, up in the engine.
All aboard...
Where should we go today,
All aboard...
Hauling lumber, coal and chickens,
All aboard...
Nothing gets in the way...
...Of the train... running through my heart,
over plains, mountain-sides and cities...
and it’s big and loud and strong,
and it’s fifty box-cars long,
and it plays my favorite song.
Its my train...
Rainbow (knuth)
Red, is what I wore to bed,
Orange is in my breakfast cup,
Yellow, is my Daddy’s car and
Green, the tree that I climbed up.
Blue, is the summer sky,
Indigo, my tough new pants
Violet, are the flowers that I picked for Mom,
So we can do our rainbow dance.
Red, orange, yellow and green,
Blue, indigo and violet.
In every rainbow that you’ve ever seen,
Shining beautiful and silent.
It’s A Beautiful Day (knuth)
Hey, it’s a beautiful day,
to clap your hands, to clap your hands
OK, it’s a beautiful day
To clap your hands, to clap your hands.
It might be sunny, rainy, snowy, cold or hot,
But clap your hands with everything you’ve got .
Stomp your feet!...
Wave Hello!...
...Shake your hips, just like this,
do the swim, jump right in,
Hop like a frog, Flap your wings,
And keep on dancin...
...and all fall down.
Anna-Lee (knuth, based on particularly amazing version of the traditional song “Stack-o-Lee”)
Mommy and Daddy, how can it be,
You can punish everybody but cruel Anna-Lee?
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
Sittin’ in the sandbox, here comes Anna-Lee,
Takin’ all my favorite trucks, and kickin’ sand at me,
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
Cut it out now Anna-Lee, you know I got here first,
Now we’re rollin’ in the sand and things are gettin’ worse,
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
How can this be my fault, it all seems so unfair,
But just as Mommy turns around, I’m pullin’ Anna’s hair,
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
Now I’m in my bedroom, punishments been made,
Anna’s sittin’ on the porch, just sippin’ lemonade,
That bad girl, Oh Cruel Anna-Lee.
Lizard On My Leg (knuth)
There’s a lizard on my leg and he’s my friend,
He hatched out of an egg and he’s my friend,
So I took his lizard hand and then I let him join the band,
The lizard on my leg he is my friend
There’s a hampster in my hair and he’s my friend,
I don’t know what he’s doing there and he’s my friend,
So I took his hamster hand and then I let him join the band,
The hamster in my hair he is my friend.
There’s a snake inside my sock and he’s my friend,
I found him underneath a rock and he’s my friend,
So I took his snakey hand and then I let him join the band,
The snake inside my sock he is my friend
There’s an owl on my arm and he’s my friend,
He wouldn’t do me any harm and he’s my friend,
So I took his owly hand and then I let him join the band,
The owl on my arm he is my friend...
Now I’ve got a rockin’ band with all my friends,
It wasn’t really planned but they’re my friends,
And the people come around just to hear our special sound,
And that’s the way our little story ends.
Little Robot (knuth)
I’ve got a little robot,
I made him out of cans,
He hardly ever follows my commands
But still I really like him,
And lately we’ve been making lot’s of plans.
He’s not too good at walking
His legs aren’t very strong.
And he just sits there when I sing this song.
But maybe if i push his buttons right,
He can learn to sing along.
I guess there must be places,
With special robot schools,
And stores for buying robot building tools.
And someday I could go there, and build a better robot,
But I’m not in a hurry, there’s still a lot to do here,
It’s really just beginning, my robot’s getting better,
So right now where I am is pretty cool.
Dancin’ In The Barn (trad. melody with new lyrics by knuth)
Cluck, Oink, Moo, Baa, Neigh go the animals...
Telephone (knuth) (for my mom)
I was eatin’ my breakfast when the telephone rang,
I put my waffle down.
“Now who could it be, botherin me?”
I wondered with a frown.
I picked it up, to say hello but I never said a word.
A voice on the phone said “Tweet, tweet, tweet”,
It must have been a bird.
“Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweetily, tweet”,
Was all that he could say,
“Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweetily, tweet”,
I wish he’d go away.
I was eatin’ my lunch when the telephone rang,
I put my potato chips down.
“Now who could it be, botherin me?”
I wondered with a frown.
I picked it up, to say hello and i nearly dropped my hat.
A voice on the phone said “Meow, meow, meow”,
It must have been a cat.
“Meow, meow, meow, meow, meowity, meow”,
Was all that he could say,
“Meow, meow, meow, meow, meowity, meow”, I wish he’d go away.
I was eatin’ my dinner when the telephone rang,
I put my spaghetti down.
“Now who could it be, botherin me?”
I wondered with a frown.
I picked it up, to say hello and I nearly started cryin’
A voice on the phone said “Roar, roar, roar”,
It must have been a lion.
“Roar, roar, roar, roar, roarity, roar”,
Was all that he could say,
“Roar, roar, roar, roar, roarity, roar”,
I wish he’d go away.
I was brushin’ my teeth when the telephone rang,
I put my toothpaste down.
“Now who could it be, botherin me?”
I wondered with a frown.
I picked it up, to say hello, I was feelin’ kinda glum,
A voice on the phone said “Hello Dear”,
And I sad “Hello Mom!”
That’s How (knuth)
What’s inside of everybody’s body?
What’s the reason that we don’ fall down?
Underneath your hair and skin,
You’re a dancing skeleton.
And that’s how you move around.
Yeah, that’s how you move around.
You’ve got toes that wiggle in the water,
You’ve got ankles just above the ground,
Knees that bend inside your pants,
Hips that swivel when you dance,
And that’s how you move around,
Yeah, that’s how you move around.
You’ve got shoulders shrugging off your sweater,
You’ve got elbows flapping up and down,
You’ve got wrists to help you clap,
You’ve got fingers make ‘em snap,
And that’s how you move around,
Yeah, that’s how you move around.
Running from your head down to your tailbone,
The spine connects it all up I have found,
There’s just one other bony thing,
The jaw that lets you eat and sing.
And that’s how you move around,
Yeah, that’s how you move around.
Curious Planet (knuth)
Curious planet, with oceans that span it,
It’s wild and wide and mysterious.
Curious planet, just water and granite,
But something is starting to worry us.
Why don’t you stick around,
We’re taking samples from the ground,
To analyze back in the lab,
So maybe we can understand this...
Curious planet, the monkeys who man it,
Are crabby and flabby and furious.
Curious planet, it flames and they fan it,
I don’t understand what the hurry was.
We’ve got some cameras there,
They’re taking pictures from the air,
And beaming back, the things they find,
So maybe we can leave behind this...
Curious planet, I don’t understand it,
It used to be green and luxurious.
Curious planet, the reptiles who ran it,
They turned it and burned it like all the rest.
...just like all the rest.
Froggies (knuth)
Sleeping, sleeping,
The frogs all snore away.
With sleepy grins and slippery skins,
They snooze away the day.
But when the sun sinks out of sight,
And the moon is on the rise,
The frogs all stretch and open up their eyes.
And they go RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
They dance and sing all night.
The frogs all have a party, And everyones invited,
They go RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
They hop and splash and leap,
But when the sun comes up again,
They know they should be...
Sleeping, sleeping,
The frogs are counting sheep.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
The mud is cool and deep.
But when the day turns into night,
and the stars are shimmering,
The frogs climb on their lilypads and sing.
And they say...RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
The only song they know.
The little guys sing way up high,
The big guys sing down low.
And they say RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
They jump and flip and creep.
Till morning come around again,
And all good frogs are...
Sleeping, sleeping,
It’s sunny warm and bright.
The birds and fish are wide awake,
But frogs were up all night.
So they curl up in the shade,
And they dream their froggy dreams,
And they wait until the moonlight softly beams.
And they go RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
It’s what they like the best.
They blink their eyes and catch their flies,
And puff their little chests.
And they go RIBBIT,RIBBIT, RIBBIT, RIBBIT,
Cause that’s what froggies do,
And if you were a froggy,
Then you could do it too.
These songs are ©2009 by tim knuth except for the last one - that's by Harry Nilsson. all rights reserved. thanks.
Think About Your Troubles (words and music by Harry Nilsson,© 1969 Golden Syrup Music (BMI) administered by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. Used by permission)